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1. My best friend at the time in Elementary School lived out in Ashland. There was a ditch at the end of the driveway. One day we hid in the ditch and any car that drove by we would throw rocks at. We ended up smoking one car and apparently broke the windshield. They somehow must not have seen us stand up and throw them cause they slammed on their brakes, got out, and yelled at us to show our faces but we never did. I remember it being a gold van
2. Period of time me and my baseball friends were really into air soft guns. One day in a friends basement, I shot his replica UZI air soft gun and accidentally popped him just below his eye on his very upper cheek. Was really close to being a bad day. He was our lead off hitter
3. My dad and I each had our own dirt bike when I was growing up. He had a CR 250R race bike, Honda. I had a Kawasaki KX 85 race bike. I was 12, got pretty good on it and thought it was ready for that mammoth of a Honda. Used to ride them at the track under the South O bridge. Took it off a small jump one day. Pulled the throttle back too hard when I leaned back, Honda took off from under me and bounced on the ground and flipped twice, landed about 40 yards away from me with the throttle smashed up and in so it still ran while spinning in circles on the ground, and I just stared at it kneeling on the ground wondering how much trouble I was in as my dad raced over from where he was at to save the day. We headed home after that