Hehe, if you thought I was done with dry-ice bombs… you were wrong. Though, it took some convincing of our teacher we got him to let us make some bombs for our physics presentation. Almost every class showed somethign they had accomplished, our demonstrations ranged from making ice cream out of liquid nitrogen to blowing up bottles.

A week before, I had blown up a bottle using dry-ice during physics. That started our obsession. We started hording bottles, eventually having over 70, and bugging steve to let us. Finally, the day of the demonstrations, we were testing out what we were going to do. He said we could! We went out to an “empty” area of campus to test our plan. We got out rocket launcher from the other day and a small soda bottle filled with water. We taped the small bottle on the top of the rocket and got the rocket up to pressure. As soon as we hit 60 psi Inaam dropped in a bunch of ice, capped the small bottle, and pulled the launch pin. The first two rockets launched fine, quite well actually, but the bottles didnt explode… 8( after waiting on them for 5 mins Inaam, the poor soul, went and unscrewed the caps. He got soaked.

Finally, our last try… Steve is ready to leave, our spotters say its all clear even though people are walking. We launch it, its in the air…. it hits the ground… ok, so were not going to get it to blow in the air. 30 seconds later, BOOM. It blows. All I notice is the grey streak that flies past my head. Garrett, the smart guy he is, goes to grab the mangled remains of the bottle before Steve sees it. I run and grab the top which had blown off, heading straight at us. It traveled a good 30 yards. Boy did this thing blow, the inside is the outside, you cant really tell it was a bottle because the cap is off. Luckily Steve didn’t see it.

That night we did it, after two that didnt explode we got one that did. This was our biggest explosion yet. We gave the tattered remains to Bret. Everyone there cheered, it was awesome. Later, at the closing ceremony of MSA we presented the bottle to Steve. On it we had written “Note the shrapnel”. Steve was horrified and the rest of the day all he could say was, “I fear for your eyesight”. We love you Steve!

—nathan