hehe, you would despair if you knew what sort of people exist out there. Namely, people like me 
Here’s a summary of my first bullet connector soldering work:
- Deliberating briefly on the purpose of the side holes, then shrugging my shoulders and confidently routing the wires through them
- Putting just a little blob of solder as you would on electronics
- Burning my fingers while holding the connector and trying to shove the tip of the iron in its cavity in quick bursts, to make that damn blob bond with it before it became too hot. Multiple times.
- Deciding that I better use long-nose pliers to hold it, still doing finger acrobatics to manoeuvre the iron and solder wire with one hand
- Then burning my thighs and neighbouring areas, dropping the burning bullet on them. Multiple times.
- Dancing in agony every time to exorcise the flaming demon from my flesh -and then rushing to find and pick it up before it burned a hole in the carpet
- Patting myself in the back proudly when 1 hour later the shrink sleeves seemed to hold the bulging monstrosities tightly
- Wondering whether they were supposed to be looking like that and shrugging my shoulders again 2 seconds later
- Shorting two of the wires when they broke loose a couple of miles later
- Vowing to never solder bullet connectors again
- Watching a 40 second video in youtube to see how come not everybody complains about these cursed things
- Slapping my head hard. Multiple times.
- Lying in fetal position with my head under the pillow, consoling myself that at least nobody knew what I had done.
Yep, we’re out there 