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On my way to the centrifuge I ran into the teacher's table in the Chem. lab. It wasn't the smartest thing in the world to do, especially while holding three test tubes in one hand. For a moment all the glassware on the table shook and all the chemicals inside the glassware shook with them, and then the moment passed and all I have left of it is a welt in my side and a large debt to the Chem. unit.