A co-worker of mine named Linda went to Arkansas last week to visit her in-laws, and while there, went to a grocery store. She parked next to a car with a woman in it, her eyes closed and her hands behind her head, apparently sleeping. When Linda came out a while later, she again saw
the woman, her hands still behind her head but with her eyes open. The woman looked strange, so Linda tapped on the window and said "Are you okay?". The woman answered "I've been shot in the head and I am holding my brains in." Linda ran back to the store where store officials called
the paramedics. They had to break into the car because the car was locked.

When they got in, they found that the woman had dough on the back of her head and in her hands. A Pillsbury biscuit canister had exploded from the heat in the car, making a loud explosion like that of a gunshot and hit her in the head. When she reached back to find out what it was, she felt the dough and thought it was her brains. She passed out from fright at first, then attempted to hold her brains in.