 And when you did it, it'd go off in 18,000 or 28,000. So I knew I had enough time to throw it back and forth. But when it came back for the fifth time on my side, I said, this thing's going to blow off because I was already at 26,000. When I rolled over, the grenade went off and I was wounded. I yelled out and Tommy was yelling, Mike, buddy, Mike, buddy. And I never said another word.