Sir Mitch . . . . . .

Any chance that Zenith power up went anything like this . . .?

Any one for a C18 input filter capacitor breakdown . . . . . . along with the, then, resultant high rise temperature onset of the central area of series R13 a 22ohm 1/2 w surge /curr lim resistor.

It then further, and immediately transitions, on into a charred ring around the center of said R13.

The ring fractures and leaves a gap for onset of an "arc lamp" action creating between the leaded carbon end caps.

A large , pyrotechnically impressive, progressively widening gap vaporizes away the impromptu electrodes.

Simultaneously, there is the accompanying and additional loud, 60 ~ throbbing, acoustical stacatto accompanying the open arc action.

The arc action continues, while rapidly eroding away at the electrode areas, until the critical state of the gap and the plasma no longer being able to sustain conduction at the voltage level present, an eerie silence then onsets, only delayed from being FULLY perceived, by the continued ringing within ones ears.

Just now, full visual acuity has just gradually started its reinstatement, after having experienced its retinal bombardment.

Time to now survey the mess and just see how much additional collateral damage was sustained, after just initially seeing the inches of black carbon deposition adjunct to the arc area, and different degrees of sizings of micro copper balls attached /fused into components in the very immediate area.

Fortunately, the nose was unaffected, but is just now fully responding to a strong phenol odor ( Remember . . . Lysol in the brown bottle ?) presence, along with the now acrid and stinging effects of a strong ozone presence.

Now, at no extra charge . . .there possibly would also be the presence of some airborne selenium oxide fumes, released from the pressure erupted blisters on the red/blue/green/silver ? conformal coating paint of the selenium rectifier.

And now, IF this was a Fibber Mc Gee and Molly episode, it would now be due time for next door, little neighbor, Teeny, to have heard the fracas and edged open the door and inquired . . . What'cha doin' Mister . . . Hmmmm . . What 'cha doin' . . .Hmmmmmmmmm ? . . . . . I betcha'.

73's de Edd