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For some reason, my younger brother and I found it hilarious to throw rocks at each other from across the garden (maybe 40 yards). Also had BB gun fights.
Those were the days when you left in the morning and the only rule was to be home before the street lights came on. In the summer, that would be 10 pm. Parents had no idea where we were and what we were doing. No find my phone crap back then. And we weren't playing video games. Boating, hiking, fishing, hunting, riding our bikes for miles and miles. Damn that was fun and educational, if not a bit Darwinian.
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