I remember a kid that used to shoot those wooden arrows into the air over his head.... without the rubber tip. Sadly he never made it... caught one in the top of his head and died.
I also remember slipping off the pedals of my bike and laying on the ground all curled up.... voice about 6 octaves higher too. In the winter sledding down a really great hill we had and running out of snow on to bare ground. That was some really nasty road rash to the face. Tho it did make me look better. The girls loved playing nurse back then. They knew all kinds of stuff to make ya feel better.... and it made them feel good too.

LOL
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Gary
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MY GTO built 4th Week of March 1966
"Crusin' Is Not A Crime"
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