Falling down a flight of concrete stairs at an Iron Maiden concern, with people I’d never met in my life before, would have even more painful than the mosh pit, had I not been so heavily anesthetized. No idea what was in that square-bodied, short-necked bottle with no label, it could’ve been used as rocket fuel. Heh. :-)
Falling down a flight of concrete stairs at an Iron Maiden concern,
concert? Ouch.
Had a home accident on basement stairs, carrying clothes basket - missed the very last step and twisted my ankle. Ouch.