Man, I'm crying reading these.
Stepped off a cement wall into a pond that you could see the bottom in about a foot down. Went straight down over my head and never did feel bottom.
I shot a golfball wedged in the crook of a tree with a BB gun and watched the BB come back and hit me in the chest.
I used to put little pieces of pencil erasures on moms straight pins and shoot them through a straw and stick 'em in my sister.
After the blizzard of '78 there were 4 and 5' drifts everywhere. We would do flips off the roofs of all the neighbor kids houses into them. My buddy and I were on our garage roof and I told him to jump and he said "are you sure there's nothing under the snow there?" I said yeah, go ahead. Well just so happens, I left the lawn mower there.
I used to beat on .22 shells with a hammer 'til they went off.
Tried to shoot the back of a 12ga. shell with a BB gun. Luckily, I never hit the primer.
Someone was talking about unlikely things on the first try. Well I had one of those little plastic Daisy BB guns that would shoot a big rainbow and shot at a Robin about 70 yards away. I aimed way above it's head and watched the BB all the way to the back of its head. Fell over dead as a hammer.
Did it again with a Cardinal at about 50 yards. Couldn't believe I hit it and went to look and had shot its beak right off.
Started a campfire in the middle of the bedroom floor when I was about 4.
Pierced my sisters ear with a prerigged rubber worm while fishing.
Was pulling a buddies girlfriend on an inner tube behind a snowmobile with too long of a rope and when I turned the corner on the road the tube swung way wide and wrapped right around a mailbox. Luckily she rolled off just in time. I talked her into getting back on the tube, assuring her that I'd be more careful.
I swung into the mouth of a driveway and back out causing the tube to swing into the driveway, hitting the snowbank and launching her into the air about 8' and landing her in the road. She walked home.
Was pulling my stepson on a tube behind my Nitro bass boat and couldn't shake him, so I did about a 45mph sharp turn whipping him at about 80mph. Finally shook him. He did a couple spread eagle cartwheels where only his hands and feet touched the water. He was done for the day. Still can't stop laughing when I picture it.
I could go on all night. Can't believe I haven't killed someone.