I looked.
I shouldn't have.
I lost maybe another 1/2" on the heart, and maybe half the depth of the eyeballs.
There is roughly $45 of on my garage floor. The spare cat is not amused. I'm mad and annoyed and generally wishing I had gone to bed under the happy delusion that the eyeballs were going to be okay.
I need to make new, heavy, mold boards. Then I'll maliciously melt this !@#$% aluminum flashing.
Dammit.