If you don't know who's MacGuyver, go drown yourself in the nearest naala you can find
Now that you've tried to drown yourself and your self-preservation skills have kicked in.
I'm watching MacGuyver these days. The series was a marvel during my childhood and still manages to amaze me. Angus MacGuyver, the titular character of the series is pitted against amazing odds each episode and has to overcome them. He might have to recover stolen papers from a secure facility in Germany. Infiltrate and stop a group of terrorists from assassinating some government personnel.
Now the reason why it's amazing is because he relies on his brains rather than brawn. He hates guns, and all he carries with him is his trusty Swiss Army Knife and a roll of duct tape.
I just saw this episode where due to some confusion, these Mafia hitmen are after an elderly couple (who just happen to have given Macguyver a lift earlier.) Majority of the episode took place on the road with the Mafia car chasing the elderly couple's car. MacGuyver harvested parts from the car to make makeshift weapons/obstacles to slow the bad guys down, like using the car's soft-top to cover the bad-guy's windshield, or making a bazooka using the car's silencer, some fuel, seat padding, and one of those steering wheel knobs people with arthritis use. He even fixed a broken fuel line with a ballpoint pen case.
Watching the show brings back memories. MacGuyver pwns James Bond. Screw fancy Aston Martins and wristwatch lasers when you can get the job accomplished using nothing more than a paperclip, some rope, and nasal spray.
Speaking of which, I need to clean my Swiss Army Knife. The rain left mineral deposits in it's crevices.
