Come-the-fuck-on, Bro. You're going to max-out, in your basement, by yourself, and not give yourself a "what if I fail?" contingency plan? Were you denied oxygen at birth? Take the fucking clamps off. Let that weight slide off the bar. Live to see another day. You're lucky your neck wasn't too thick and that you were blessed with a thin, Where's Waldo? head so you could slide it under that bar, because mommy and daddy clearly had no intentions of saving you.