Oh crap. I remember the first time that happened to me. My buddy and I were cleaning up my newly acquired Creech and I had the lock bar off and the glass just pulled down a foot or so. Of course we had a couple of big frosty mugs of rum 'n pepper whilst delving into the depths of the Trudeau masterpiece, wondering in awe at the myriad contraptions he lovingly placed about the playfield purely to stymie our cleaning efforts... thanks John! Love ya! I hear this kind of shooshing sound - like skis on snow. Mark heard it too at the same time and we looked at each other across the game, quizzically but half lit too. What the hell is that.... SMASH! no virgin no mo!