I'd led the FKV-Kante, a beautiful rounded arete with 2 rings in its 30m but with plenty of good small threads for sling protection. My friend Nino seconded; he'd shattered a milk bottle in a moment of rage (he's an artist) a month earlier and the cuts had healed, so he was surprised at the pain he was having. The surgeon opened the palm of his hand a week later and found a sliver of glass nicely tucked underneath a finger tendon.