Many thanks to all who provided the inputs I
lacked to evaluate my irresponsible Pic paralleling.
As I look at my first creation I no longer see a
thing of beauty and a joy for ever but a sneaky little generator of random
pulses, a sheep in pyromaniacs clothing, even a battlefield of electronic
warriors never knowing if they are attacking or defending and the rules of
battle changing 2,500.000 times a second. I mourn the generations of ill
assorted gates harnessed together for decades now, rise times all at odds as
they attempt to provide some designers vision of enough drive for the next
stage. Perhaps an organisation for the
prevention of cruelty to silicon might be in order :-)
TK
p.s You can't put me off Pics so easily. I like
'em.