^ laughs
Yeah, got that one when I was, like, maybe 4. Dad taught me.
Two of three cuts happened as "nicks" while not really cutting anything, but switching hands after doing a cut. For example, after cutting open a plastic package (<rant on> whotf designs heavy plastic packaging with complex angles that requires such a sharp knife to get to the new product you just purchased
<rant off> ), I was switching hands with the knife while holding said package and got a little too close to the back of me finger with the blade tip (small slice, very clean; smooth edge cuts don't clot as quickly because blood clotting platelets (
thrombocytes) cling better to jagged edges).
The one time I was cutting "toward" myself was during a bad habit I picked up from my dad, also: one-handed harvesting vegetables = holding the knife cradled in 4 fingers with a plant stem (in this case, kale) between blade & thumb, breaking stem with thumb over blade, which cuts below thumb.
Always worked with the benchmade - never a cut - in part because it's a smaller knife - well, more slim, AND never wore an edge this sharp. It was sharp, but not like this quasi-razor.
With the M2, the blade was too big for it to work well, even with extra care.
Funny thing though: it only takes me once to learn a lesson involving me blood.