Re: Beautiful
I've been electrocuted hundreds of times,I grew up on a farm at the bottom of the South Island and I can only say, "Bloody electric fences".
I used to have a lot of fun with them. Once you get over the shock of accidentally touching one you expect to be off, or touching a fence you don't realise is live (loved the Ozzie hardwood[1] - natural insulation so no need for the tell-tale insulators that normally denote an electric fence ;). I could happily walk up to one and grab it and not even slightly wince while straight-faced telling someone "It's OK, it's turned off".
Maybe that explains why I'm such a bright spark today.. Observed a hell of a lot of voltage in my youth. Worst was either a K9 tube or a spark plug lead that wasn't even close to insulating - the latter at a much faster pulse rate than any fence (even today I don't touch leads in running/just stopped vehicles without tools or gloves!)
[1] At least that's what I recall being told it was in the late 80s. May not have been Australian, but it was a wood that would not conduct electricity (at least at the fence levels).
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