I am relatively young, but my childhood was not struck by a powerful influx of computers, so all of our childhood was spent on the street. In our courtyard there was a large hammer, a type of "ship", in which two people were placed by the idea, and by the fact of six - two were sitting, as it was planned, two more were standing on their backs, performing the role of "engines" and two more, especially frozen, in the middle, in fact, held only by the weight of their steel eggs. As is appropriate, on this hovercraft "sunshine" was rotated, specifically for this were equipped with special "teams", 2-6 people, who competed with each other on "who will turn the sunshine more" usually by time. Of course, the grandmothers in the store knew about these merits, and therefore, the whole courtyard. One day, a kind of restrictor appeared on the hoverboard - someone hit a metal pipe on top of the hoverboard, which did not allow it to make a full turn, of course, this invention was not approved by our court council, because it completely killed the whole competitive process, a strategic decision was made to eliminate this pipe, first tried to tear it off with their hands - unsuccessfully, then someone pulled the rope from the house, and we, in the number of 5-7 people started to tear it off by the team - again no success. Someone brought a stitch, and we started to work, drank in turn, because it wasn't possible to stay at such a height for a long time - we quickly tired. Closer to the evening, we, quite tired but reluctantly refusing to give up, made the strategic decision to break this constraint with the cane itself.



Here we clumped up on it in the number of 5 people, and began to crack, in our inflamed collective brain firmly sat the thought that problems will not bring us, and the straw we loaded will easily pass through the obstacle in the form of this pipe, and in the morning we can proudly raised the head, say to the whole court - "it is we have removed it," and here the straw is approaching the restrictor, a little more and it will be removed, as we thought, but the laws of physics did not guess about our intentions, which we learned a little later, who is right under the straw, who is already in the hospital. The result: broken bone in the amount of 10 pieces (namely: legs - 2 pieces. Hands is 1. Reed - 7 pcs) Other injuries: head cuts - 2 pieces, knees - 3 pieces. The back is 1. And a couple more shocks. In terms of 5 people.



The next day, the restrictor was removed under the pretext of “well, they’re not.” The Victory. Five of us were treated as heroes. Not all at once.