Lol. And I was nine.
Oh man, I just wrote several sentences of several stories that are extremely entertaining, but, oh so illegal and very incriminating. Trying to find one that isn't too bad. This one isn't that great, but, I'll get the ball rolling.
One fourth of July a buddy of mine and me were drinking, and, we had lotsa fireworks in bookbags. We were running all around the neighborhood lighting them off. Just having a good time. We got kinda far from home and attracted the attention of some people driving around. It was actually some acquaintances of ours. They had a pick up truck. As far as I know, the driver wasn't drinking, but, we sure were. So, we got in the back of his truck and drove around lighting off bottle rockets, candles, other explosives. No mortars though, that would have been beyond dangerous, lol. Now, if you think fireworks are cool on the ground, they are way cooler when speeding around shooting them out of the back of a truck. And, if I recall, maybe mixing up stories here, there were some small TVs and monitors in the back and my buddy ended up throwing them out the back whilst going very fast. It was quite the sight.
Not the greatest story, but, a good (lol) memory.
Maybe sometime I'll tell you about how I lit my buddies garage door on fire.