I suppose that I'm one of those one in a million idiots that nearly amputated his thumb while loading his springer. Early on, and as the proud new owner of an Air Arms TX200 MKIII, I let go of the cocking lever while mis-loading a pellet in my rifle. The dear ladies sitting over a third of a mile away came close to having me ejected from our resort over the well, should I say, colorful language I may have used when that beartrap slammed shut against my thumb. Believe me, that hurt! I bled all over the place and couldn't use my thumb for weeks. Oh yeah, my dear wife was concerned about getting the blood out of my shirt. That's the sort of sympathy one gets after more than 50 years of marriage. At least she wasn't privy to my, as she would say, colorful sailor language. Oh yes. . . I haven't a clue as to what went wrong that day, but believe me, I have not let go of that cocking lever in the years since that day. I may be an idiot, but I am not stupid. Orv.