Welding

Last semester I use to couldn't wait wait to come to school. My major is welding and that's my favorite class. I still remember my first day in the lab. I had my safety glasses on, my welding helment and my welding jacket bottoned up. I was so ready, I went in my booth and set my Miller machine by twising the levers to the correct amperages and voltages and I struck my ark. The first few times my rod stuck to the metal plate like brakes locking up on a car. Then a couple more times I finally got the hang of it. I struck another ark and pulled up not even a quater inch from the plate and that's how it all began. Now after practicing the teacher told me personally I was one of the best welders in the class. The main thing I love about welding is the rush I get while the sparks and fire is flying in my face. Not to mention the smoke, but I can actually feel the electricity running through my body as the metal transfer to the plate. Another thing is when I weld and see that I've done a great job on my welds that make me even happier on the inside because I'm good at something I love to do.