That reminds me of the time I was an apprentice, worked in the garage department in the shipyard for a few month's. Cold winters morning me and my journeyman Bobby sent out to jump start some forklifts. Nice charged batteries on board get to first job and no jump leads, so Bobby says throw the battery up beside the one in forklift, he grabs a couple of 4mm welding rods nearby and bent them across the terminals linking them together but holding them in position with some pressure, he then shouts crank it which I did, the bastard would not fire up but after about 20 seconds he lets out a yell and cursing like hell. I looks and the rods are red hot and the palms of his hands had 4mm lines running down the middle of them
