Third injury post. *WARNING: GORE AND UNPLEASANT IMAGES AHEAD; READ AT YOUR OWN RISK* I was about 9. Me and a bunch of friends are playing outside. I think we were playing tag. Some dumb-dumb picks up a piece of wood (about 20cm in length, 5cm wide), throws it in my general direction. I duck but not fast enough. The plank hits my head. I reach for where the plank hit me, and notice that my hand got wet. I look at my palm and its full of blood. Turn out, that plank had a nail in it. This was my little brush with death. When the ambulance arrived, they confirmed that the nail did not penetrate the skull and simply scratched it a little and cut the skin.