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« Last post by Hanshi on March 04, 2024, 12:11:45 PM »
In my youth a few of my friends and I - we grew up like the little rascals - did so many stupid, careless and dangerous things it's a miracle we lived to adulthood. I may, at some time, mention a few such as having to outrun a train, diamondback carelesssness and more. But for now here is one about (fittingly) black powder.
My neighborhood was rural with dirt roads and modest farming - vegetables, chickens, hogs, goats and more. Yes, we sorta ran wild and always found some interesting trouble to get into.
There was a can of Dupont black powder (not sure why) in the house that I, on occasion, would...AHEM!, play with. It so happened that I found a hole (den) that probably at some point served as home for some critter. I was aware there was usually a back door for escape used by many burrowing critters but didn't want to waste time searching for it. I poured a modest dollop into the hole and poured a trail of powder away from it for safety. Striking a match I had barely touched the ground when the whold thing went off. I was much too stupid to understand that the angled hole would act like a cannon and that a powder trail of 12" wouldn't allow time to get out of the way.
I lost both eyebrows and a bit of hair on my forehead. Other than that I was fine with only a mild burn on my hand.
Now, friends, that wasn't an accident, that was an unabashed STUPID!