Don't know if I told this before.
Years ago I acquired a hundred of the real deal 714. Living at the beach with a girlfriend (a fiend).
Early in the day I hooked one down and half an hour the rush was excruciatingly marvelous. I knew that part only lasted about half an hour and I knew it took half an hour to come on. So I took another, half an hour later another. I was pleased to realize that I was actually surfing the lude rush.
I distinctly remembered the first four. The next thing I was aware of was seeing two paramedics looking down at me saying "no, he isn't dead, we have to go" and my girlfriend crying out of my line of sight. I was on the floor.
The next day, after twenty hours of sleep I went and counted my stash. I had ninety left. I ate three grams over the course of five hours.
Unless I upped the dose later on.
That was when my girlfriend started stealing my preluden.