Cool. You must've been making those vids around the time I took my 041 to some big red oak rounds this weekend. Dead and down, but still sopping wet. Had to march them about 50 ft from the cut site to the truck, so noodles were in order.
Long story short, my son (4.5 years) was pissed when I got home and he saw the halved and quartered rounds in the back of the truck. He loves to play with his tonkas and hot wheels in the noodle pile. The fact that the noodles were about 5 miles from home didn't go over well. Which was fine, because it gave me an excuse to zing one of the bigger chunks in half.