-Well there was that time I accidentally set fire to the living room carpet. I was going through that playing with fire phase. I put it out though, and tried to cover up the burnt patch with the families shoes (hey I was only 5). Parents came home, smelt the burnt carpet smell and went straight over to the shoes (in the middle of the room) and damn...was I in the shit.
-Then I decided I wanted to make a hot air balloon. So I got a book and made one, it was huge and took me over a week to make. Decided the quickest way to fill it was using the kitchen stove. Set fire to the balloon and part of the kitchen. Got away with that one.
-Then later on I was making flying model aircraft, but they always got caught in thermals and flew away. So I came up with a way to bring them down on a timer (dethermalizer, tipping the tail plane). The only thing I could find to use as a fuse was sections of mosquito coils. But it landed early with the fuse still going and set fire to the long grass around the local park.
-Oh, almost forgot. I moved from hot air balloons and onto rockets. Saved up all my pocket money and made a model rocket. It worked perfect, until I had to start skimping on the fire proof wadding because I couldn't afford anymore. So on the last voyage the parachute caught fire, landed in the long grass around the park and set it on fire. Again.
Yeah, accidentally setting things on fire was the motto of my childhood. Now if this was the "dumb things you did during young adolescence" that would have a bit more variety!
Post edited February 07, 2020 by CMOT70