I guess this may be a "come clean" type of thread, but it also may serve as a "think about it first" type of thread. I'm in my mid-40's now, and times have changed, but there was a time in my saw-wielding life, that decisions that were made left much to be desired. I'm referring actually, to partaking in libations whilst playing Paul Bunyon, whether alone or with a few friends. It was typical to load up the saws, along with enough booze to drown a horse, and head to our favorite cutting grounds full of #$%^ and vinegar. This was a normal routine. Cutting = thirst = booze. There were never any injuries that were life threatening to speak of, but plenty of close calls of various type. Not to say that we still didn't "try" to take precaution (I know that sounds a bit silly huh?), but there were moments where better judgement wasn't the norm. Hmmmm, I guess I was just reflecting on how maybe, I/we had some good fortune, and should count our blessings. Trust me, the old adage about getting wiser with age is generally true. Be safe.