This brought back memories. That's what my finger looked like right before summer vacation when I was in 3rd grade after the tip was chopped off when my sister's bedroom door closed on it. She didn't want me in her room, and I wanted in so we each pushed against the door until I let go and then it closed on my middle finger on my left hand. I also write with my left hand, so those last few weeks of school really sucked since I could write very well.
To this day it has a pretty good impact on my guitar playing abilities too.