|Forum topic by Betsy||posted 03-27-2012 03:27 AM||3108 views||0 times favorited||51 replies|
03-27-2012 03:27 AM
I’ve not taken the blade and brake out yet—- figured I’d save that little job until tomorrow—after I’ve had time to recover my wits.
The saw has paid for itself in spades. I bought the saw because of it’s safety feature and well before I was diagnosed with Dystonia. Because of my Dystonia I am very leary of machines because of the uncontrolled and unannounced jerks that consume me, but have managed to get myself to use most of my woodworking tools except the lathe and jointer (the jointer I’ve sold and the lathe needs to be). But I’ve always felt pretty comfortable with the sawstop because I believed in the technology.
Tonight I was working on a small step stool project and I had made a cut and something did not sound right. I removed the work piece and turned the saw off. I proceeded to move the blade around to see if maybe I lost a tooth or a tooth was bent since it was a loud clicking noise. The blade looked okay, so I went ahead and looked through the cabinet to see if maybe a splinter of wood was stuck somewhere and was just making itself known. I did not see anything. So I moved onto my next cut. Heard the same noise, and once again I went through the process of of checking the blade and looking for anything out of place. Nothing. So then I decided I should turn the saw on and just listen to it to see I could hear the noise without pushing a piece of wood through.
I still heard the noise but couldn’t really tell what it was, just a loud click, click, click. I then decided that if it was an out of line tooth that surely it would make a mark on the throat plate, but I didn’t see any marks. But I thought that since the opening is a bit wider than the blade, I would put a piece of blue tape a little closer to the blade to see if that would catch the tooth (I know that probably doesn’t really make sense but it made sense to me at the time). Nothing on the tape.
Still I could not figure out what was making that noise. So I closed all the doors in the shop, turned off my music and the flouresent light that buzzes and turned the saw on again to try to hear that noise and figure out where it was coming from. The noise was the loudest with the blade guard up – can you see where this is heading?
I lifted the blade guard, turned on the saw and put my hands on the table top to steady myself to stand there, stare at the blade and listen. The noise was still there – have no idea what it was—- but about the time I decided I just needed to turn off the saw my body decided that this was a good time to have a great big jerk, my left hand went flying right into the still spinning blade and my shoulder hit the table top. Then I jumped about 20 feet in the air from that very loud bang! I certainly know what that noise was.
My left pinky finger has a spot that looks like a tiny scratch – I’ve had paper cuts worse than that. I’ve tried to take a picture but you really can’t see it. I’ll post a picture of the brake and blade tomorrow.
But this is my sales pitch for the saw stop. I was not making a cut when my accident happened, but an accident it was. I have no warning when my muscles will decide to flay my arms in what ever direction they decide or when my legs will give way sending me to the pavement. But I’m quite certain that this accident will not keep me from getting back in the shop because I now am even more convinced that the saw stop will protect my fingers/hands from not only a typical woodworking accident, but from one not so typical.
I get to go to work tomorrow and type for a living – without the sawstop, I’m quite sure I’d be in surgery and missing work.
I know there are strong feelings on the different levels as to whether this technology should be mandatory—- but mandatory or not, I plan to buy any woodworking tool with skin sensing technology – I believe they are working on a band saw now. I won’t stand in line for a new Ipad 3, but I might for a new band saw! :-)
That’s my story. Still don’t know what was making that noise, but at this point I’m not sure I care.
Be careful out there you gals and guys – you just don’t know when something not thought of will happen.
Now I think I’m going to find a sedative and go to bed.
Thanks for listening to my story. Now while I am not pushing the saw stop on anyone – but if you are on the fence, I hope I pushed you off of it.
Take care and be careful.
-- "Our past judges our present." JFK - 1962; American Heritage Magazine