I spent an hour and a half creating the part and forty minutes looking for it after I lost my grip on it while giving the finished artical a final deburring. It's the size of my pinky nail and it went flying. It could be anywhere. It could be vacationing in Hawaii for all I know.
The best part was that I was just thinking, "oh, I'm going to lose my grip in a second and it's going to go fly-" and the rest of that thought died stillborn.
I'm fucking livid.
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