Nahh, man. Just a fat-kid in a regular suburban neighborhood, LOL. Freak accident; I was at a mate's house one afternoon and unbeknownst to me, his 5 year old kid brother had just found a handgun - probably his parents, I forget, anyroads the kid was showing it off to his little friends - who were standing behind me and my friend who were sitting on the floor. So, they thought it was a 'toy' and the kid squeezes the trigger... You'd be surprised how fast and how far a fat kid can run with a bullet in his leg! LOL Could've been much, much worse, of course. The surgeon's decided to leave it as they said it would do more damage trying to get it out than it was worth. Apparently a nest of flesh, or cyst, whatever - forms around it and holds it in place. I'd often wondered if that bugger would start moving around, but today's x-ray showed it was still in the same general place that I recall they said it had originally lodged some 37 odd years ago. Amasing... Anyroads, I've got my 'script for physical therapy for the hamstring tear, so I'm a happy camper.