Every time I re-string my guitars, I end up drifting off and daydreaming just long enough that I grab one of the ends of the strings (aka deadly 1/4 inch long steel spikes) wrong and it goes straight into and through my finger.
One of these days I'll remember this before I mess with the strings, and not after I get a metal splinter halfway through a fingertip.
One of these days I'll remember this before I mess with the strings, and not after I get a metal splinter halfway through a fingertip.
I squeal like such a big girl!
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