I had a hard time believing this myself...but it seems a young female
>co-worker of mine was out with her hubby and a few folk last weekend
>playing with a collection of MGs...
>
>They had just put a few single rounds through a WWII vintage Browning M2
>..50 cal before she took her turn behind it. When she fired, the gun
>spit the round and blew a mess of shrapnel into her lap. First report
>was that the breach blew, but in actuallity the round had been reloaded
>one too many times and it blew out it's base through the ejection port
>and into her lap. (She showed me the round, and a pic of the Browning.) >
>Fortunately for her, both her husband and the owner of the weapon are
>firefighters, and trained EMTs...so they field dressed her wounds and
>got her to more substantial emergency aid quickly.
>
>Amazing thing is that she's back to work today, and her usual cheerful
>self. Convincer was when she hiked up her dress and showed me her
>wounds...like deep cigarette and cigar burns all along her lap. And
>she's still got some shrapnel in her that's just going to have to work
>it's way out...but up she's walkin' and workin'. And happy.
>
>Now why can't I meet a gal like THAT?
>
indeed. the flakes that have been attracted to me faint at a paper cut. can you say unmarried?