Tommy C and Jennifer W can attest that I have now literally bled for this magazine. While trying to extricate a particularly messy paper jam -- and this was truly unbelievable, we're talking about the mother of all paper jams here, and on a printer that does not give you good access to the mechanism -- I had to squeeze my hands into a space about 1/2 the size of my hands and ran the feeder over and over until I was able to pull the blockage out with the tips of my fingers.

Now my hands are all cut up and bloody.

But paper jam? Extricated. And printing? Accomplished.

I'll be putting in for my Purple Heart within the hour.