No lightweight, professional, super splitting tool. No splitting block. No tire. No bungee cord. No hydraulics. No slabbing around the edges. Split through the middle. A straight handled antique maul, sharpened only once over 20 years ago on one end, an old geezer hanging on the other end. It's almost a miracle, being able to split a round against those odds. Sometimes I chuckle to myself because I feel like a display at the Smithsonian! Perhaps someday me and my old maul will be on a postage stamp. Now that would be cool!