Risking life and limb to frame a good picture, I ventured well within the fragmentation envelope of this infernal, angry machine that the painter has adapted for use as an air compressor, whose tank of boiling water threatened to lobster me at any instant for my trouble. I feel this need to juxtapose the ancient rusting contraption of the sort still prevalent in this neck of the woods, with the decidedly more modern invention, the CLK550.