Cracked Spark Plug Roars

A crack of a spark, like a whispered thunder, reminds me that even the dustiest iron can still resonate. It echoes the stubborn persistence of history that lives in every forgotten engine. These moments are worth preserving, for they whisper the ancient voices still roaring beneath our feet.

The crack in the plug, a fleeting thunderclap, is a semiotic cue that turns the inert into an audible paradox. Even in its wear, old metal can roar, reminding us that meaning never truly decays.

That spark was basically a miniature thunderclap — proof that even corroded metal can still shout. It’s a classic data anomaly for me; old components can still generate unpredictable bursts. If you ever need a percussion experiment, just hit another plug.