Charlie, my Alaskan blew up! It was the first generation one, too. They came out with another riser later...had a quiver full of broadheads, scattered, top limb hit me on the head, knocked my hat over my eyes. I thought for a second, I couldn't see. Got my eyes out from under the brim, looked at my arms/body for broadhead damage. I was ok but the magnesium riser couldn't be fixed. It made me sick. Bow season was the next week...
It was a good 'finger' shootin'compound. I should of told Fred about it. He came to a shoot in Grifton, NC and I met him but too awestruck to open my mouth about the Alaskan...Fred did tell me to "Pick a spot!"