When I was young, all the boys my age wanted to be stunt men.

we made ramps to jump our bikes. One of my friends had almost no coordination, so he ended up crashing into the pavement.

We used to launch bottle rockets at each other.

I have a scar on my head from when my neighbor threw a rock at me, lol.

those were the days.

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cherokeepatti · 61-69, F

Kind of sounds like the mid 60’s. It’s a wonder so many survived. I got hit in the eyebrow with a large rope hook. Was playing in a neighbors clothesline tent and stuck my head out. She was on a platform in a tree and thought she’d scare my and hit me instead. It knocked me the ground and blood streamed down my face and clothes. Missed my eyeball by an inch