What’s really scary is that’s the *first* — and for a time, only — thing I noticed wrong with the picture. That could just be the countless hours of Half-Life 2 talking, though. Gravity gun + sawblades + zomibes = hours of fun!

oooh the sciencey words.i think i fell in love with that post

i love science

and thanks for clearing that phenomenon for me. now i will go retrieve my uber-rang from whever it may be (i’ve moved house about 4 times since i had it :()

Think about that… Sitting in your nicely entrenched fighting position, when this death-frisbee flys overhead and explodes, shotgunning you with steel shot. Ouch.

But, perhaps fortunately, they couldn’t resolve accuracy and timing issues - Some soldiers simply can’t throw a frisbee accurately to save their lives, and some would huck the thing too hard, or not hard enough, leading to random detonations all over the target range.

@Chris and @Psymon - It hit a brick wall dead on and broke into many more pieces than you would expect a rather solid piece of plastic to break into. So I just said that it exploded which one might assume if they saw the aftermath.

But having it literally explode in mid-air… Hrmm… Might be fun too.

First or second day they brought that thing, we got it stuck on the roof of the building, which is slanted and isn’t too high… so you could see it if you looked up.

… And as far as I know, it’s still up there.

I loved trying to fling a 160g flying disc so hard that it would embed itself in my neighbor’s hedges, too. It was a dog model, meaning the edges were somewhat concave (ie, the cross section looked more like a flamenco dancer’s hat than the usual Frisbee(R) profile). I could get that sucker up to 50-60MPH, and 160g hitting you at 50-60MPH is NOT your idea of fun.

As for the Jarts? My cousin and I would both hold 2′ square pieces of plywood and then we would chuck ‘em high in the air at each other and then catch them in the plywood…CHUNK!

Fun times.

–Patrick