This little worn down carabiner with the super sharp edge turned an everyday fall at the climbing gym into a close call for me. As someone else said when I told them about it, "That would've broke you into pieces only the kings men could manage to get back together." I'm glad I was just at the gym and I'm glad I climb with such experienced people. RIP blue rope, better you than me.
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Holy Scnikees (I think that's how you spell that)! I am glad you are okay- I couldn't tell what the first picture was, glad you explained.
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