My manager at my first job, McDonalds, back in high school bought himself a cool Mustang Mach 1. Red paint, flat black louvers in the back, sporty firm suspension (for the day). He shared his reason for being late to work with us when he arrived. He had been cruising, and needed some olfactory clarification, so he dove in. Hit a bump, and about put his finger thru his frontal lobe. Lots of pain, lots of blood, (all over his shirt) and some on the new ride. Had to pull over to stem the crimson tide, as well as recover from the trauma enough to drive on in to work. Wore a crew shirt that day, he did.
Moral of the story: don't rest your elbow on the center console while excavating.
Hi Mike, if you're out there!