So I shook-up a tinlet. I shook it up good.Then I took my pry, and tried to open the tinlet lid.
POP! The lid flew upwards putting a sudden fright in me. I lost control of the tinlet and it bounced onto the desk top, open. A brand, new tin.
Aluminum paint spread everywhere, bathing the fuselage halves in enamel.
Not worrying about the mess in my hair, on the floor, and the on desktop, I went straight away to salvage the fuselage halves. Within 5 minutes of patient cleasning, I had them acceptably put into order.
Half an hour later, I was employing Toluol to clean furniture and floor.
The moral to this unlucky mishap is, 'Hang onto your Tins'.

