So I just remembered how I got this scar on my left thumb just behind my fingernail...
When my step dad had his '92 B2200 Capplus that my grandpa currently owns, I was about 8 years old and riding in the back one day.
The ext cab window was open on my side and I went to close it and I got my thumb caught in the latch somehow. When I finally managed to free it,I was gushing blood all over the place. Hahaha.
So you can literally say Mazda trucks have scarred me for life since I was a young'un. No wonder I'm so attached to them. They're in my blood. Or...is that my blood is in them?