This thread has brought back some memories. The best one is the time (about 13-14 yrs ago) I had worked on my pickup for about three days trying to get it to start. I had it next to the curb in the street (that's where it stopped and would not start again). I was really at wits end with what else could be wrong with it. I picked up the nearest thing, which was a can of B-12 carb cleaner, and just threw it. Not really aiming, just threw it. It was like slow motion watching it fly about 20-25 feet and smashing out a storm window on the house. I just sat down on the curb. My wife ran out, like what the f#&k happened. I couldn't even explain it. It's really funny now because she reminds me of it all the time in a joking kind of way, but it was not very funny on that particular day! With age has come a lot more patience, but I still get pissed-off at working on cars some times. I remind myself not to throw things because I still remember having to change-out that window--after getting the pick-up fixed.