Or all those years spent clinching lead split-shot sinkers onto a fishing line with your teeth and playing with mercury to make dimes "shiny". Not to mention all the doves, quail, and ducks eaten with lead shot in them. But then again I am a bit crazy at times.

 

Completely forgot about Split-Shots. Yeah, there were a few bit back then.

Crazy? No. I'm alright. It's the world that's all wrong.