When we were kids back when you came home with bumps and bruises (70's)we would have bb gun wars. The only rule was one pump and no aiming at the neck up. One day my brother said I hit him in the cheek and I swore up and down I didn't but he had a red mark to prove it (I felt really bad about it). Anyways for years he said he could feel a lump with his tongue rubbing his lower cheek but we just thought it was scar tissue from our childhood incident. Needless to say he finely went in for an x-ray now in his mid 30's at the time and sure enough the docs asked him if he'd ever been shot. Right away he new it and told the doc about what happened when we were kids. Well my brother had it removed and sure enough there was the bb from our childhood days. He saves it in a jar and says someday he will give it back to me...LOL...I still feel bad about it to this day but find humor in it as brothers do. He is now a City Police Detective and I always tell him to just keep his head down!!:grin: FYI...I love my brother and he is my best friend!!