Went to the gym at about 11:30, so place is deserted.
Decide I'm going to work in the powerlifting area because they have the 100 lb plates. Great idea, right?
It occurs to me on last set of bench at 405 that there are no safety bars if I fail.
This occurs to me while I am slowly struggling through the rep, and that stupid stupid little voice in my head is telling me it isn't going to happen, and there is no one in this place to help me when this fails.
Mild panic attack.
I manage to get it up and into the rack with a millimeter to spare, maybe.
Slightly hyperventilate while cursing my stupidity. That could have been really bad.