Well it was not the first,but a good one.1969 Bear Tigercat as mint as the day she left Grayling 65#er.Snagged it at a flee market for 10 bucks.Took it right home and made up a flemish string.Made one mistake,and that was stringing the bow in the frontroom,while my wife a son were watching a move.Stung the bow checked and double checked the edges of the limbs for any sign of problems and there was not one thing visable.Pulled her back and I believe the word is wham.Top limb looked like it was sawed off clean right at the fade out.After wacking me atop the bald head,the upper limb managed to free itself from the string loop somehow.It went on an uncontroled flight looking somewhat like a boom-a-rang across the room first slipping Linda right in the cheak,continued on it's flight and hit Troy atop his head.Good thing for me the lower limb and riser section managed to hit me in the ribs and knocked the wind out of me like a Mike Tyson punch,down I went.Now they could not get mad fast enough.But lucky for me I could not talk for a few seconds and they thought I was really hurt bad.I faked it for about half a day to keep the Mrs.off me.I called that one 3 with one blow.Have not strung many in the house since,well not when she's here.bd