Inspired by The Hands of Hubski, at thenewgreen's suggestion, here is the place to display the Scars of Hubski.

Let's see em people. And we want the stories!

When I was 11 or so, we were playing down near the pond. I found a big piece of a broken bottle and thought "oh man - this is flat and smooth like a good skipping stone! I bet it will go so far! I better be careful not to cut myself"

I'm not so bright.