Gen X was probably the last generation of feral kids.

I remember one boring humid summer day where me and my mates, most of us 8-10 years old spent the day trying to put leeches on girls, or touching the electrified cattle fence for shits and giggles.

One day some guy laying water pipe didn’t know where the street was he needed to be on. So we all climbed in the back of his van to show him. Afterwards he gave us the the leftover pipe which we turned into a race track for our toy cars, and blow pipes to fire rocks at girls. Ahhhh the summer of 1989. That Xmas I got a Commodore 64…