Every single cut on my table saw I focus everything I can into the one cut. I focus on the blade more than anything else in the world. One slip, my wrist... Sheeeet barely time to realize what happened before all my blood is on the floor.
But, the saw dust on the floor will help blot up some of the blood so that's nice for whoever discovers me
But, the saw dust on the floor will help blot up some of the blood so that's nice for whoever discovers me