I was bowhunting one night and two racoons came in. I drilled the first one and took the second one while it was running away. It managed to climb the tree and die. It was dark when i got out of my blind so i went to get my arrows. I grabbed the first coon off the ground and went after the second one in the tree. I reached up and grabbed what i thought was a tree limb. It was my arrow. My hand slid down it and was cut completely open by the broadhead. It leighed my right hand open and the thumb was just dangling. Luckily i wasnt hunting alone, my uncle was on the other side of the property. He got back, i wrapped my hand up as good as i could, and he took off back to the town we were staying in about 40 miles away. I passed out once cause of the blood loss, but we were able to bandage it up good enough and stop the bleeding. That would have been if i was alone.