Hey everyone, like the title says, post your most stupid accidents. I'll start the proceedings with a little story of my own. A couple of years ago my parents went away for a week, so me and my bro decided to recreate William Tell using an air pistol and a tin can. He went first, flinching as at least 6 shots missed and thwacked into the fence behind, before I managed to hit the can. Next was my turn, so I knelt there at the end of the garden with the can on my head looking down the wrong end of the barrel. I was shitting myself as each pellet missed and thwacked loudly into the fence behind me, and then I saw the barrel pointing directly at me and thought, "oh shit he's gonna shoot me". The next instant a pint sized Mike Tyson landed one squarely in the top of my head and I dropped to the floor. Andy, my bro, came running over and I put my hands to the top of my head to feel a big lump buried under the skin. "Am I bleeding?" I asked him and he said in a shakey voice "Erm, I don't think I should answer that" So I brought my hands down from my head and saw them literally soaked in blood. Next thing I hear is "I'm gonna get the pliers and pull it out!" so I shouted in somewhat of a panic "No Andy, just call the ambulance!". Eventually they came, and the police did too, so as I lay in the ambulance they pulled my brother round to the side and asked what happened. He said I was picking the targets up and he accidentally fired, so when the police asked me what had happened I just mimicked his story and, thank god, they went away. The next part of the story isn't so good, I sat for three hours in the hospital waiting room bleeding profusely from my head until they could get a surgeon to see me. As I'm terrified of needles I asked him not to inject my head with a painkiller, so instead he just stuck a pair of tweezers in, lifted my scalp and pulled out the pellet. Up until then I hadn't felt a thing, but I am not kidding that is probably the most pain I have ever felt, and in that instance my hair was dyed red as more blood pumped its way down the back of my head. I didn't know it was possible to bleed that much! Then, and this is the stupid bit, he stitched my head back up, which meant using a needle! So I might have well have just had the injection in the first place! Oh, and the funny thing is I'd texted my girlfriend as I lay waiting for the ambulance that I couldn't meet her that night as I'd just been shot in the head and the ambulance was on the way, then my battery ran out so the poor girl was terrified for a few hours as she couldn't ring through to my mobile and she didn't know how I was. Oh and I asked if I could keep the pellet, don't ask me why I'm just weird like that and I also have a small permanent lump in the middle of my head now. Here's a couple of pics if anyone's interested, you can even see some of my head matter in the base of the pellet: Bow down mere mortals, for you have seen the hand of cherryduck!