[dtw]

I have no idea what even happened to this day, but I was prepping the cabin of the '72 to lay down sound deadening and carpet. Lots of cleaning and wiping down with solvents. Started to get irritated, as I noticed I had to keep cleaning this one area on the bulkhead near where I was resting my leg; it kept getting tracked with grease. Eventually I had to think, 'wait, there's not a micron of grease left in this cabin, what is that coming from?' Took a closer look (I had foggy goggles on) and noticed it wasn't grease, it was blood. Thick, dark, gooey blood. Couldn't figure out where it was from. Took inventory and eventually noticed the 10" gash right down my left shin. Whole calf was matted down with gore and gibs, and judging by the color, it had been open for quite some time.

Never did feel a thing, and don't even know when/where it happened. It took 4 months before the scab finally went away and left a scar. Never did hurt.

Probably have done worse, can't think of anything else right now.