For sure. I can say that I have encountered many, many tabs in the past that would completely annihilate this whole idea of "taking a ten strip" like it was nothing, even with a decent tolerance, as you would have your ass handed to you. I recall that as a general rule, we expected to get fire because it was what we routinely got, and you would never just drop a pile of tabs before knowing what you were dealing with. Ever. Most people that I knew were 1 to 2 tab type of folks, and even they reported very heavy experiences. And this was not a small sample size, as many people in our circles back then were all taking the same L. I was more of a heroic dose type dude, who would push to 3 or 4, which was literally like going to another dimension and bearing witness to things I cannot describe here. And I kept a very high tolerance for a long time and tripped multiple times per week rather often. But even I knew that you just do not jump in the pond with new tabs until you knew damn well just how potent they were. Even with tolerance, I had no problem at all getting to the magical places over and over again.
So yeah...If you lived through the 80s scene, the very idea of taking a "10 strip" would be absolutely incomprehensible to anyone who was used to the doses floating around back then. And no, I am not romanticizing it; the L was that impressive and consistent, as in, some people were struggling with a tab and a half or two at times. Even I, when doubling up the next day with an obviously high tolerance might do 3 on Friday night, and 6 or so on Saturday, with generally killer results, though I do not recommend it for most people. So yes, indeed. The L that was making the rounds back then was nothing to joke around with.
There were the occasional "lesser" tabs here and there, but by and large, most people were having rather epic experiences with 2 or 3 tabs, that in retrospect, were likely actually mic'd at about 100 ugs per tab or so. And yes...taking 3 of those tabs rendered you unable to speak while trying to make sense of what was happening, feeling completely immersed in a psychedelic bath, and had you having OEVs that completely replaced consensus reality to the point where you were looking through a wall of color and geometry, and at times, wondering if you'd ever be "normal" again, as it were. And I remember how impossible it was to even roll a joint or do anything of import without great struggle, and you would be almost incapable of effective communication with others around you, and often didn't even try to talk if you could avoid it. And of course, you would do anything you could to avoid having to confront or speak to people who were not tripping.