I was 19 at the time (man, that was decades ago) and was working with an older engineer who was probably close to 60. We were pulling 2" tubes out of a large sea water cooled ammonia condenser. Everything was strictly bull work, the tubes had to be shrunk back from the tube sheet with a cold chisel and then punched out with a sledge hammer. Well, I was on the sledge hammer and he was holding a large rod against the end of the tube, I let rip with the sledge and the next thing I knew this poor guy was doubled over with his hand between his legs yelling and cursing. Somehow, the top of his finger and my sledge hammer wanted to occupy the same space at precisely the same time and my sledge hammer won...lol. Geez, I felt awful, blood all over.
They sent him to the first aid station, bandaged his finger and sent him back to work. I apoligized...wasn't my fault of course...how can a 19 year old do wrong... but still, it was his finger that was all banged up, heck, my sledge hammer was still as good as new.
Yes, we did finish the job together, him holding the rod and I swinging the sledge hammer...a little more carefully maybe.
Well, he has now passed on to his great reward where, hopefully, fingers never get squished with hammers of any kind. That would be the other place but I'm certain he didn't end up there...it was probably enough like hell on earth just trying to watch out for me...