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Heh. I have grown up with an actual t-handled detonator as a curio piece next to the fireplace. My dad got it out of an abandoned mine out in the Mojave desert somewhere in the 1950's.

Here's a picture of one:

I have used it throughout my life to ignite many things. Many, many things.