I can't tell if it's the revving of the engine or my nerves making me so flinchy; nonetheless, I miss.  Somehow, I miss this gigantic black lump resting in front of me and hit my car's tire.  â€œOkay, calm down,â€ I mumble to myself, biting my lip.  â€œI got this.â€ My eyes closed tightly, I take another cut.  Its the table this time.  â€œDammit!â€  I scream.  â€œThird times the charm!â€  I open my eyes.  The bags fine, but the fridge begins to leak.<br/><br/>I turn off the saw, open the garage door a bit, and slide the body beneath.  I click the button twice and the door closes with a crunch.  I vomit on my car and pull myself back together.  â€œOkay, now again,â€ I grunt.