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Stainless Steel Lift Table
- A form of steel containing chromium, resistant to tarnishing and rust
- steel containing chromium that makes it resistant to corrosion
- In metallurgy stainless steel, also known as inox steel or inox from French "inoxydable", is defined as a steel alloy with a minimum of 10.5 or 11% chromium content by mass. Stainless steel does not stain, corrode, or rust as easily as ordinary steel, but it is not stain-proof.
- (Stainless steels) Steels that are corrosion and heat resistant and contain a minimum of 10% to 12% chromium. Other alloying elements are often present.
- A lift table is a device that employs a scissors mechanism to raise or lower materials. A common use is to help reduce incidents of musculoskeletal disorders (www.hse.gov.uk/msd) by correctly positioning work at a suitable height for operators.
- A scissors lift device used to raise, lower, stack, convey and/or
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Stainless Steel Mobile Scissor Lift Table 1100 Lb. Capacity
STAINLESS STEEL MOBILE SCISSOR LIFT TABLE This Stainless Steel Lift Table is Designed to be used in Clean Rooms and Hospitals. Portable work positioning lift table is constructed of durable stainless steel to lift, position and transport heavy loads in corrosive environments, such as in lab, food service and healthcare applications. Durable 100 % Stainless Steel Construction, including legs and pump assembly, for maximum rust-resistance. Two-speed, foot-operated hydraulic pump raises platform to any height within lift range to reduce the risk of injury from lifting and bending. Convenient hand-operated pressure compensated valve offers smooth, controlled lowering. Lift table is completely tested and inspected prior to shipping. Mobile scissor lift rolls easily on polyurethane casters (two swivel with brakes, two rigid).
the friction of fiction: chpt XIX
Warning Mature Content XIX THE CUSTODIAN Pike grinned, and Art let out a long and somewhat woefully frustrated sigh. “And the box says…” Pike hesitated, as one at a time the four external locks reversed direction, extending now back outward from the case, each doing so in a circular screw like fashion. Then having apparently reached their limit, stopped, as did every other sound and motion emanating from within or outside of the case. It seemed that the delicate sequence had come to it’s mark, and apparently in a curious way, that found Pike agreeable. “We live.” Pike cued in a near uncomfortable way. Gently Pike wrapped his fingers around the grab handle, and lifted the top half of the case away from the bottom. Hoss, Fish, and this time even Beans leaned in close for a good look. There, looking very similar to the very case that berthed it, was yet another square stainless steel case. In fact, aside from, as far as Beans could figure was a set of six or seven network ports, the box looked to be the spitting image of the very same carrying case that housed it. “Ooooooh.” Hoss mused with hypnotized delight. Clearly not as impressed, Beans scoffed, and took an anxious step back. Considering the day he’d already had, he could not help but stab at the idea that the entire thing might have been nothing more then an elaborate jest, that Pike and Art had put together for no other reason then to get a good laugh in, fifteen or sixteen seconds before Beans lost complete control of himself and awarded them each an extra hole in their heads. “Is that it?” Beans wheezed skeptically. It for lack of better judgment was all his mind was able to grapple to the surface. “That’s it.” Pike answered expectantly as he gingerly lifted what apparently was suppose to be the ever ah inspiring Pallas from it’s carrying case. “The Pallas. Quite arguably the single most advanced amalgamation of man made software and biomechanics ever conceived.” “Alright, fascinating as a six tittied whore, but what’s it do?” Inquired Beans. “It’s an encryption breaker.” Answered Rufus, from his quiet little roost next to the sofa. “An encryption breaker?” Beans scratched his temple. “Yes.” Rufus continued. “And quite an advanced one at that.” That’s when Beans finally lost his cool. “Well shit! That’s it? Just which one of you sap sucking fucks set up this little fuck with Beans for a day parade, anyway? Was this your idea Remy?” “No.” Was all Remy offered, as weak and irritated response. Beans was starting to think Pike’s life was becoming far less useful by the second. “What’s so fucking special about an encryption breaker? Just cuz it’s stashed away in an oh so shiny box of pretty tin, don’t make it special far as I’m concerned. Shit, I’ve got five crates of tinned ham, back on ship that are all manner of pleasing to the eyes n’ pretty damn hard to get into as well. They even make funny noises when you open them. Kind a more like a slurp sound then a klak, but they do make funny sounds when you open them, that much I promise you. If its curiously cantankerous sound making you need for it to be impressive, by God I‘ve already got it.” “Beans.” Rufus grumbled. “You do realize our Yakie alone’s got forty eight different encryption breakers encoded into the hard drive, ENCLUDING the latest edition of Dirt Nap. If it was a fucking encryption breaker you needed, why didn’t you just say so?” “Beans.” Rufus repeated. “Seriously, Schorzburg, have you even looked at it? Look at it! It looks like, like…” Beans jetted his arm out, waving his index finger franticly in the direction of Pike and the Pallas he held in his hands, in a dismayed display of his frustration. “…Like, a God damn twenty first century gaming box that some absorbed adolescent dumb ass spray painted.” “It was the best we could do.” Art snorted under breath. “You mean you fucking made it yourself?” Beans boomed with rage. “Beans.” Rufus grumbled under breath, more agitated then ever. “WHAT!” Barked Beans. He was regretting it before he’d even managed to finish. The unlit cigarette that only a second ago had been zipping across Rufus’ lips, stopped as though father time himself had frozen it in place. Rufus had stalled, stationary in thought. Then in a very calm fashion he removed the cigarette from his mouth, taking care to run his tongue across the whole of both his upper and lower lips. “I’ve seen it.” Rufus spoke in a near reverend manner. “And you’d do well to respect it, Beans. Understand this….There is not a single program aboard your vessel, nor any other in existence that could even begin to manage the load the Pallas is capable of baring. It’s crudely assembled crib makes little difference. The casing is but a protective shell.” “Shell?” Beans allowed for his fingers to yet again maul his stubbled chin. “Then there is something else inside?” “Yes. The jacket is not Pallas. It is it’s prison.” “Alright.” Beans hesitated, still deeply engaged in the effort of inspiring his thoug
day old condensation
lifted up a saucepan lid that had been left from Sundays dinner and found some condensation… strobist info SB 600 with diffuser dome and 60cm Lastolite softbox at 90 degrees to camera and angled at 45 degree's down onto lid which is siting on a table
stainless steel lift table
PNEUMATIC-HYDRAULIC MOBILE SCISSOR LIFT TABLE Lift Loads using Air-Power or Manual Hydraulic Foot Pump! Scissor lifts can be used to safely move and lift loads to better ergonomic positions. Lift table allows the operator to raise loads using shop air or a two-speed manual foot pump when shop air is not available. Simply hook up the air supply and operate the hand control to raise and lower the platform, or use the foot pump to lift and lower the load. Rolls smoothly on two swivel with brakes and two rigid polyurethane casters. Stainless Steel Lift Table offers a stainless steel platform, frame, handle, caster rigs and hardware for corrosion protection.