..at school in warwicksire, my mates - I had a couple, honest.. -
and I debated making a model concorde. Daft as it sounds, one mate - "Chris" - reckoned he could get small jet engines going. He was fairly well qualified as:(1 - because we were at the same school where Sir Frank Whittle went - Leamington College for boys, and 2) Cos his dad was an engine designer for Rolls-Royce in Derby.*
The other mate - Leon - made random number generating machines for his science teacher. Using RTL (Resistor-Transistor Logic-- precursor to DTL - Diode-transistor Logic, then PAL - peace At Last with Transistor-transistor logic) to see if fish had sixth sense. (Shroedinger's cat-like). Control logic, if you will.
Me? I had fun making model planes. Big ones. 10cc engines - one on each wing. Half a fuc*king moped on balsawood and a prayer, in full control on a radio channel shared on CB (childrens band) by some bloke called "Big Ducky".
That plane could've had someone's eye out if you weren't careful...
Rememer, this was the era of Harold Wilson's "white-hot heat". We were right at the "Foreskin of Modern Technology"
So. Good group of engineers. EXCEPT...
We were fifteen years old at the time.
Point being, I reckon I could make a "Predator" and shoot/crash anything/anyone I wanted with the technology I can get now.
Worrying thing, I reckon I could make it viable for less than a grand. I don't need to fuc*k around buying fertiliser, and arousing the interests of BAM/YTFL/ökasg/ - whatever the Secret Plods are called now.
* We tried Jetex - solid fuel efforts, but they were about as effective as lighting farts.