Wow, that reminds of the time when I was ten and me and two buddies were getting ready to play golf one morning at the local community course. There were about five groups ahead of us at the first tee, so we kind of just practiced swinging our clubs. Well, one of my pals swung his club back and hit my other buddy right in the forehead. There just happened to be a hospital right across the street so we kinda helped him over there, got him stitched up and made it back for our tee time with ten minutes to spare.
Ouch! The same thing happened to me in college. One day I was in my room stucying. I heard something bouncing off the walls in the hallway outside. I stuck my head out the door and “wham” I got hit right between the eyes with a 6-iron. There were some people playing golf in the hallway. I had to go to the emergency room to get 4 stitches to close the wound.