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Sat Apr 19, 2003, 04:22pm
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Once my mask fell off as I routinely moved down anticipating the delivery (baseball). I thought it was on right, but obviously it wasn't. Never happened before or since.
I stayed in there with the pitch. Didn't think about how dangerous it was until much later. Hate it when I forget brush, indicator, anything. The danger is indeed when you switch cars with your wife.
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