When I was in my teens, I was building a Tamiya Thundershot whilst sat on my bed. Had a tray with all the bits/tools on, as well as the box it came in. Wanted to get it built so worked late into the night.......and fell asleep!!
Woke up in the night with a terrible pain in my right thigh. Rolled over to find my scalpel sticking out, perpendicular, to my leg. It was such a shock that I snatched at it to get it out, which made it much worse than it should've been as the blade came out at an angle and opened me up like a filleted fish!!
It bled like crazy all over the place as I ran like an idiot to the bathroom, only to remember that the first aid kit was downstairs. As I got to the utility room I heard screaming from upstairs......
Imagine the thoughts that must've run through my Mum's head as she woke to hear someone crashing around the house. On hearing them run down the stairs she bravely came out of her bedroom and was greeted by blood splatter all over the landing. bathroom and stairs!!!!
I still feel guilty to this day, and have a wicked scar on my leg to remind me!!
