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I have a literal rail gun. Please come. Wear body armor.

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A real rail gun? So it fires particles accelerated by an electric arc? Or is it a coil gun? If it's a real rail gun, I'd love pictures and video if you can produce such. That would be cool.

Honestly, if it's a coil gun you should share that too cause those are nearly as cool.

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It fires slugs cut from a 1/4 steel dowel. Currently working out a cap configuration that is less unwieldy then a 150 pound backpack. Need to solve the rail ablation issue, possibly by reversing the current direction each shot. Also need to get a hold of some tooling steel and make a roller system that will cut a dowel into uniform lengths, and crimp the trailing end into something that provides an aerodynamically stable shape. Either a drag cone like a pellet, or a flitch.

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So it IS a real rail gun! So cool! Could you put a thin carbon sleeve over the rails to handle the ablation? Isn’t carbon electrically conductive? What are the rails made of? I know the military was having problems with rail wear but I think they just came up with the solution of “replace them every so many shots” (typical waste of taxpayer money). How fast are your projectiles? You could turn them to make them a bit more aerodynamic. Or what about a sabot design? Man I wish I could see a picture of what you built. Not asking - just wishing. Very envious of your project.

Well, my jimmies are obliterated. I hope when those five children grow up they get revenge on the (((judges))) and (((doctors))) that did this. Nothing will change otherwise.

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I know that some day I will need a transplant. I should probably just start looking in to getting on a list now.

I am "unvaccinated", pureblood, un-poisoned.

And I'm pretty sure I will be denied what our great "medical industrial complex" should provide me.

They had better fucking hope I don't have strength enough left to act on my anger when the time comes.

When I have nothing left to live or hope for, nothing will protect them.