2 years ago, I was doing the push mowing around the house. I had a very productive day to that point, replaced that shingle, killed those bees & touch-n-foamed the hole shut. I had set that can on my sawhorse which was about 10' in front of my wifes van. While mowing, I hit a rock. It was probably 1/2 the size of a golf ball. It went right for my wife's van's front window. It's flight plan was changed when it hit that almost new can of Touch-n-foam. That can turned into a string confetti dispenser. It also went everywhere. The rest of my day was spent being "unproductive" doing panic cleanup before it cured.
My son still teases me about it. He was amazed at my accuracy. I'm just thankful that it wasn't a person there. I'm also thankful I didn't have to replace a windshield.
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