I regularly water my models with blood and shower them in curses.

Yes, I did this back in `05, five days later the hand turned purple, infected under the skin. Redeemed by antibiotics, the hand survived. The model turned out well.

As for good stories, I was pleasantly surprised in 1995 when I sold four of my displayed models out of a hobby shop. It was enough to go on a small vacation.

Otherwise, the usual- getting kits I`d lusted after for years for a song, inheriting back thousands of dollars of work I`d sold to a collector after he died, etc.

This hobby has been interesting. I haven`t gotten laid out of it yet, but there`s still time.

Was watching TV one night and using a Number 11 blade to trim a resin figure- ended up slicing through my left index finger and nail, couple of hours in A& E- 11 stitches plus the nice New Zealander who stitched my finger gave me the forceps and the tweezers she used to work on me

I think everybody of us can tell at least one story of broken pitot tubes (happened to me several times when building a F-104). Or a broken seam in a late state of modelling when everything is already sanded, rescribed and painted (that was when building a 1-72 F-4F).

But most memorable happened one year ago: I wanted to rush paint drying on a 1-72 Revell Panther D with the help of a hair dryer... guess what happened: I forgot to press the "cold air" button. I noticed it too late. The track fenders and wheels were funny warped. And the main gun lost its potency... I did not made a photo because the sight was heartbreaking

Servus,

Sebastian

Oh, that hapless bottle design! I got a story about that.
I had this older style cubish bottle Humbrol liquid cement and it was running out so I bought another one so I wouldn't be without when the first one ran out. I was a bit surprised that they had changed the bottle, but bought it anyway. I've never liked those so called child-proof bottle caps, as they always seem to be a royal pain in the rear to open. I had the intention of pouring the contents into the good old bottle when that ran out. I tried out the new cap for a couple of times, found out it was just as much a PITA as I thought, and put aside to wait for that older bottle to run out.
I wasn't even through with the old bottle when I for some reason decided to check how the new bottle was doing. To my surprise, the bottle was empty! The cement had evaporated. That was it, no more child-proof but less-than-100% tight caps for me.

Lesse, back in the late 60s! I had a Revell Yorktown. I had spray painted the deck and put in on the picnic table to dry. In the sun. In the summer. Needless to say...

I do have 2 more in the stash for some day.

Speaking of Dremels, I came up with the really cleaver idea of chucking the wheels of my 1/25 Tamiya Centurion in the Dremel and and sanding off the seams. Yep, had to buy another set of wheels from Tamiya.

Dremels and plastic = SLOOOOW! DAMMIT!

I also, while rushing sanded off the tabs on the glacis plate that holds it in place unglued.

I figured out how to fix it eventually, but I put it back on the shelf until I got a bit better. I did manage to assemble the tracks without breaking them.

The worst thing I ever saw was a fella had finished a Tamiya Swordfish. I'm a sucker for them and I was just loving it. We were in hobby shop. He went to put in in a display case. And dropped it. It was bad enough but he flipped out and stomped and then kicked. Talk about awkward moments.

I will go with my worst and best.

My first draw into this hobby was around 11 or 12 years old. I had a passion for monster trucks and discovered there were several model kits available. I would save all my lawn mowing money and rush out and buy a new one and then lock myself away for hours building it. After filling my shelf with about 4 or 5 of these beauties I was feeling pretty proud of my collection. One day, returning from school I was told by my mother that she let my very young cousin play with my "toy trucks." I rushed to my room to find a pile of broken and mangled plastic thrown all about the floor.

Recently I found a re-pop of Monograms 1/25 "quadzilla" which was one that was destroyed (and the first model kit I ever built.)

Best? last year we had our basement finished and my dear wife allowed me one of the bedrooms to turn into a "man cave." It is great to have a dedicated place (with a locking door) to hang out and relax putting glue to plastic!!

I'll start with my "best"...Although that would be to do with my other hobby, flying model aircraft. I was killing time in a small town during a holiday break and as usual in the UK, it started raining, so I nipped into the nearby church which was holding a jumble sale. On one of the tables, burried under a pile of the usual junk some elderly ladies were looking through, was a small box i recognised at once. To my good fortune, it still held its original contents, a vintage model airplane engine, worth about £150. When I asked how much they wanted, I was told they didn't know what it was and I could have it for 50p if it was any good to me....RESULT!
My "worst" would have to be building a model for someone as a commission, which I hated doing because the subject matter held no interest for me, only to find out later that he'd entered a couple of local shows with it as his own work! Ok, I got paid for it, but he was getting the credit. That was way back in 1977 / 78, I was only 17 and just let it go. I still sold stuff through my local hobby store after that, but it took the gloss off the hobby for a while