I wonder why no one has brought up going back in time with a modern firearm. A spray of fully automatic bullets in the air would make anyone give up their coin. Also think about what modern clothing would make them think, perhaps a bullet proof riot suit. Personally I would purchase some older currency now, photocopy it enough times so that I could live for a few months.
Go back to Carson City, Nevada, rent an place overlooking the mint.
Get a job at the mint.
Figure out the routes that the coins take to where ever they are going.
Then one day I would act very sick and get sent home and/or fired, this would be the day before a delivery goes out, and the night of a new moon or very rainy night. I would sneak off in the middle of the night wearing digi-cams pushing the ultra-flat painted ATV I brought back with me until I was out of earshot of the city. I would then go to a desolate spot that I know the delivery would have to go through in the darkness at least a days walk from the mint.
Once they arrived I would blind them with a 1.5 million candlepower spot light and kick start the ATV. I would Fire a round of semi-auto tracer rounds above their heads and with my wireless PA system I would explain that I could either kill them or let them live At this point they would not know where I was but I would be flanking their position. I would quick fire a tazer at the Shot-Gunner. A quick fire would shock the heck out of him but would not knock him out. I would then use the wireless PA to explain that I could harness the power of lightning and I could strike them down at anytime. I would direct them to throw down their arms and I would Blind fold them and tie their hands. I would then load the delivery onto my ATV, kill the horses, and make my way back to town under the cover of darkness.
Once I returned to town I would gather my things for my trip home to the present. If I had not been fired from the mint for going home sick I would return to work the next morning. Once the delivery guys made their way back to the mint and the news got around about the guy that could harness lightning, had a booming voice that was so loud it sounded like an angry god, could turn the night into day with a miniature sun, rode a metal hound from he11 that could run twice as fast as any horse and growled with every breath, and stole the entire load of coin. I would use that story to act too scared to work at the mint and quit. I would tell people I was moving back east.
Return to the present with my haul. Sell a Morgan to a coin shop to make some money to get all of the rest of my coins graded by NGC/ANACS/PCGS. Then sell a couple of dozen to finance my new "Olde Coin Shoppe"
MUHUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Go back to Carson City, Nevada, rent an place overlooking the mint.
Get a job at the mint.
Figure out the routes that the coins take to where ever they are going.
Then one day I would act very sick and get sent home and/or fired, this would be the day before a delivery goes out, and the night of a new moon or very rainy night. I would sneak off in the middle of the night wearing digi-cams pushing the ultra-flat painted ATV I brought back with me until I was out of earshot of the city. I would then go to a desolate spot that I know the delivery would have to go through in the darkness at least a days walk from the mint.
Once they arrived I would blind them with a 1.5 million candlepower spot light and kick start the ATV. I would Fire a round of semi-auto tracer rounds above their heads and with my wireless PA system I would explain that I could either kill them or let them live At this point they would not know where I was but I would be flanking their position. I would quick fire a tazer at the Shot-Gunner. A quick fire would shock the heck out of him but would not knock him out. I would then use the wireless PA to explain that I could harness the power of lightning and I could strike them down at anytime. I would direct them to throw down their arms and I would Blind fold them and tie their hands. I would then load the delivery onto my ATV, kill the horses, and make my way back to town under the cover of darkness.
Once I returned to town I would gather my things for my trip home to the present. If I had not been fired from the mint for going home sick I would return to work the next morning. Once the delivery guys made their way back to the mint and the news got around about the guy that could harness lightning, had a booming voice that was so loud it sounded like an angry god, could turn the night into day with a miniature sun, rode a metal hound from he11 that could run twice as fast as any horse and growled with every breath, and stole the entire load of coin. I would use that story to act too scared to work at the mint and quit. I would tell people I was moving back east.
Return to the present with my haul. Sell a Morgan to a coin shop to make some money to get all of the rest of my coins graded by NGC/ANACS/PCGS. Then sell a couple of dozen to finance my new "Olde Coin Shoppe"
MUHUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Edited by coretj
01/06/2010 02:40 am
01/06/2010 02:40 am



















