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When I was a kid.
When I was about 6 or 7, my brother, a year older than I, taught me to set a roll of kiddie caps on a flat rock ... and hit it with a hammer!
The objective was of course to make as many of the caps on the roll explode as possible.
The great joy was having your sense of hearing return slowly ... accompanied by a high pitched ringing. Feeling the small explosion on your face was also a fun part of that.
Mom did not like it.
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