1919 boston, molasses galore.
i remember thinking at one point in this particular june that things are moving rather slow, like molasses. ooh boy was i mistaken. now im thinking: just like the good ol'boston molasses explosion, it's rolling in with a furious wave. wait, really molasses? like the stuff you make gingerbread cookies with? the stuff you put in by spoonfuls in baked beans? toast topping we are talking about? the sticky, black, thick stuff that you can squeeze out of a plastic jar, or spoon out from old fashioned glass containers? yep. in boston year 1919, a molasses tank, 15m tall, 27m diameter, holding 8,700,000 litre of sweet goo stuff, exploded. pressure, pressure pressure, then the first rivet went and the rest is history. waves of molasses, high as 4.5m high, rolling at 56km/h or 35mph. simply crushing with pressure of 200kpa. over the railways, crushing buildings, flooding up to 60cm average; men, women, horses stuck on the big black mess like.. well, flies on sticky paper. approx. 150 inj...