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When we were shooting the pistols, the guy next to me popped one off and the casing ejected and fell right into the collar of my shirt. Needless to say, after the explosion that took place inside the casing mere moments before, it was hot as all fuck and it was several moments before I could extricate it from between my shirt and my neck. It’s still stinging a bit, although I feel like it looks worse than it is. I’m gonna put some toothpaste on it when I get home, and hope I can hide it from Momma Duran for a while haha