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I had a '52 Chevy coupe beat me up one time. I was much younger, and much more inclined to impulse. The car in question was on jack stands up front and I was doing something in the vicinity of the starter. This was a 6 volt system, and I managed to short out my wedding ring between the "hot" starter post and ground somehow. I jerked my hand back, and the ring was glowing! When I jerked back, my elbow hit the underside of the hood. I had the presence of mind to take the ring off quick, because a blister was already on the way. I'm standing beside the car in pain and decide to kick the front wheel. The wheel was off the car, and my shin hit the edge of the fender. Ouch two! Now I'm really frustrated so I tried to bang the hood with my fist. The hood was too high and I hit the edge of the hood with my boney fore arm. Ouch three! I just sat down on the step not believing how many places I hurt. My wife had heard me muttering to myself and came out to ask what I was doing. Suffering dear, just suffering. What I learned from that was, walk away, don't hit the car/truck, it's tougher.