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This afternoon, as I put my saw into a log, it grabbed a piece of bark and flung it at my face. Instantly it bounced off my face shield and I heard a plastic ring through my helmet. I just kept on cutting and said to myself that I was glad I didn't have to find out if that would have hurt. A few years ago before I wisened up I would have found out.