I'm not going to lie, I was scared.
My scale of fear:
1: Running out of milk
2: Running the risk of being nibbled by one of the baby rabbits
3: Running out of petrol on the motorbike far from a petrol station
4: Running out of petrol in the car far from a petrol station
5: Running away from an angry skinhead
6: Running away from a group of angry skinheads
7: Running away from a group of angry skinheads carrying knives
8: World War
9: Nuclear War
10: Michael Gove
I'd say my fear of blowing up the Vamo by inserting the batteries the wrong way, threading it while putting on the Vivi Nova or melting it by pressing a secret combination of buttons by accident ranked up there at a 4. Not in fear of Michael Gove continuing in any position of responsibility levels of terror, certainly not, but fear none the less. We all fear the unknown.
I'd got used to long draws on the Evo until the cutout kicked in, doing the same with Lemon Meringue in the VN made me cough and splutter...and there was something metallic going on too. I tried pumping the voltage up, I tried running it down. Then I found out how to check the wattage and change that, still it wasn't the Lemon Meringue I loved on the Evo.
I swaped my Irish Coffee in the Evod onto it, at 3Volts on 2.1ohms.
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Mmm, nice. Filled with confidence. Upping the voltage left me a quivering, coughing wreck. I popped the VN onto the Evo.
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Mmm, nice. It was almost like I remembered the juice tasting, still a hint of metallic though. Should I have washed it? Should I have dry burnt it? Who knows? Not me that's for sure.
Swapping them back over I checked the VN's resistance - 3.6ohm. At three volts, and taking shorter hits, it became my usual third favourite vape.
I'd like to discover when increasing the voltage becomes more pleasurable though...other than through Michael Gove's testicles.
My scale of fear:
1: Running out of milk
2: Running the risk of being nibbled by one of the baby rabbits
3: Running out of petrol on the motorbike far from a petrol station
4: Running out of petrol in the car far from a petrol station
5: Running away from an angry skinhead
6: Running away from a group of angry skinheads
7: Running away from a group of angry skinheads carrying knives
8: World War
9: Nuclear War
10: Michael Gove
I'd say my fear of blowing up the Vamo by inserting the batteries the wrong way, threading it while putting on the Vivi Nova or melting it by pressing a secret combination of buttons by accident ranked up there at a 4. Not in fear of Michael Gove continuing in any position of responsibility levels of terror, certainly not, but fear none the less. We all fear the unknown.
I'd got used to long draws on the Evo until the cutout kicked in, doing the same with Lemon Meringue in the VN made me cough and splutter...and there was something metallic going on too. I tried pumping the voltage up, I tried running it down. Then I found out how to check the wattage and change that, still it wasn't the Lemon Meringue I loved on the Evo.
I swaped my Irish Coffee in the Evod onto it, at 3Volts on 2.1ohms.
View attachment 8483
Mmm, nice. Filled with confidence. Upping the voltage left me a quivering, coughing wreck. I popped the VN onto the Evo.
View attachment 8484
Mmm, nice. It was almost like I remembered the juice tasting, still a hint of metallic though. Should I have washed it? Should I have dry burnt it? Who knows? Not me that's for sure.
Swapping them back over I checked the VN's resistance - 3.6ohm. At three volts, and taking shorter hits, it became my usual third favourite vape.
I'd like to discover when increasing the voltage becomes more pleasurable though...other than through Michael Gove's testicles.
