Hello; No gory picture, but, I was starting my OS 90 fs, kneeling infront of it on my left knee on a pad. The OS 90 has a front mounted glow ploug and you have to use alligator clips on it so that it doesn't hit the prop. Spin her over with the starter, she fires up at full throttle. I drop the starter but I can't hold it from lurching at my right knee. 14 x 6 prop cuts through my lederhosen and into my leg between the knee and the hip, an the inside. One of the flyers there that day is an emergency room nurse, she's on me before the sound of the engine dies, another guy has taken off his belt to make a tourniquet. The nurse Shannon is barking out orders for her husband to get the van, collapse the seats, she then calls her hospital to empty out a bay for me and what the doctor wants to know about it all. We arrive at the Chemanius hospital, there is a warm wheelchair waiting, I get inside an examination room and the doctor is ordering the silk thread and they stich me up, 46 stiches. Lots of Zylocaine so I can watch. Apart from the embarrassment, I wasn't all that shocked to see inside my legs covering. I didn't belld all that much and went back to the field and my pals had packed up all my gear and losded my van.

Now when a new guy comes to the field, I'm asked to show the scar to re-inforce the safety message. It always works.