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Off the top of my head, I think my "worst" fear might be oxygen cylinders. The big tall cylinders for a cutting torch setup. Back in high school, I used them with the welding class. I was deathly afraid of them. I recall somebody removing one from the rack and lifting it up and dropping it to drag it over the edge of the cabinet/rack. I just about shit my drawers. I felt like I lived a thousand lifetimes in that second. When the other student was dragging it across the concrete shop floor, I was sweating though my school uniform.
I learned what kind of damage a cylinder will do it the top broke off.
The shop teacher told the class some horror stories. It will go though a wall then though the next wall, then though a row of parked cars and keep going.
I am frightened to death of what that would do to me if it hit me on it’s travels. That is what scares me tho most.
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