No sweat, Chris. I remember the first time I found a lost micro model swimming around in the innards of my inch assembly, I couldn't help but think of that old 60s sci-fi movie, Fantastic Voyage. They shrunk down this whole hi-tech submarine type vehicle, complete with its science-minded crew, (and, for some reason, Raquel Welch) to fit in a hypodermic syringe so they could journey thru some important guys guts and blast his blood clots or something. Kinda like humam Lipitor, I guess. But I digress...