I remember slingshot wars in Venezuela when I was a kid (lived there for 6 months in grade 4). My Mom screamed when she saw me as I looked like I'd been shot. The eyebrow still grows a little crooked in that spot.
Stealing valve caps from vehicles in Ft McMurray. Some guy yelled at us and we walked away quickly. Then we heard the squack of tires, the guy chased me down a cul-de-sac. I cleared a six foot fence, not sure if I touched it. Hid in someones backyard until we couldn't hear the truck ripping around anymore.
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