What was the most dangerous thing you did before you were 12 years old.

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What was the most dangerous thing you did before you were 12 years old.

seventy2plus2 · Canadian Poncho Superstar!

I lived on a farm by High River AB until I was just over 9, then we moved to Calgary. Typical farm stuff, but not tooo dangerous. But once we moved to the city, our street had a ton of kids. I've said it before, it's amazing one of us didn't get killed.

One fellow's dad had a bunch of axe handles in his garage, so instead of playing street hockey with hockey sticks, we played Axe Handle Hockey in his back yard. All was good until he got an axe handle in the teeth.

Another kids dad was a WWII vet, and had a German army helmet. So instead of playing murder ball, we played German Army Helmet League, where you tackled the guy who was wearing the army helmet, then the next kid would pick it up and run around and we'd tackle him.

This was all in the height of Evel Knievel, so one day we thought we'd see who could jump their banana seat bike the furthest. No real harm, just a few bumps and bruises.

Pontiacanada · A Poncho Legend!

Too many to list, I shouldn't be alive.

I found a big box of blasting caps at the age of 10 and had a blast of a time one week.

ABC123 · Uber Guru

Pontiacanada wrote:
Too many to list, I shouldn't be alive.
I found a big box of blasting caps at the age of 10 and had a blast of a time one week.

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Reminded me of someone

pontorquer · Poncho Master!

Grew up in a small town too ... Hop on the trains for joy rides, walk under train bridges on steel beams, shoot each others with pellet guns, crawl on the river's thin ice late fall with middle still not frozen, ski boot behind the school bus, played dangerously with fire crackers till they got banned, Played with fire ...

Greaser · Canadian Poncho Superstar!

I grew up in Sudbury in the Fifties. My first bicycle ( I was about 10) was an adult "manual" bike.I learned to ride it by putting one leg on a pedal and the other under the cross bar.

Once the bike began to move I would pull the leg out and literally jump on the seat. I could only reach one pedal with one foot at any given time.

I got pretty good at riding the bike and managed to control my speed by braking the bike,by putting a lot of pressure on the pedal in reverse to slow down.

To stop I would make it stop moving and just let it fall over and get off as it was doing so.

One day I decided to visit a pal at a playground at the bottom of a large hill. I was controlling the speed by braking as I was starting to go down the hill.

That all changed when the chain came off the sprocket.

Now I'm going faster and faster with no way to slow down. all I could see at the bottom of the hill was a rock cut at a T intersection.

I did the only thing I could. I had little time and instantly decided I need to get off the bike. I jumped off the bike into rocky dirt on the side of the street.

Knees,palms of my hands, elbows all bleeding and full of small stones from the painful tumble I took. I never forgot that incident, scared the crap out of me.

The worst part was having to pick up the damn bike and cart it home up the huge hill. No serious damage but lots of body scabs for the rest of the summer.

Back then there were no houses on Lancaster Drive...today I could have tumbled on someone's lawn.

-G

4SPEED427 · A Poncho Legend!

45 gallon drum standing up with a plank from the ground up to the top of it (about 40"-45" I'd day).

Get up some good speed with a Honda just like this one only in blue and take the ramp up and over the barrel.

Put on leather mitts and hold 2" firecrackers in your hand.

Skating on the thinnest ice possible on the coulee that runs through our farm yard.

There's more, farm life was fun!

Captain Beaumont · Poncho Master!

Drink from the hose

cdnpont · Canadian Poncho Superstar!

Learn about matches and fire in our crawlspace.

First and last time.

CdnGMfan · Canadian Poncho Superstar!

I'm not gonna admit nothin'.

I was a model child.

gparis7 · Canadian Poncho Superstar!

One of the routes I used on my bicycle included a huge and very steep grassy hill. At the top was a soccer field. at the bottom was a busy street. It was about a quarter mile to the bottom, and about a 20-25 degree incline.

We used it for speed riding. The goal was to go as fast as you could down the hill, and still stop at the bottom before you got to the street. I did it lots of times and never had a problem. Until the time that I had a problem.

I got onto some very bumpy terrain at the bottom and began to lose control. There was however, a way to stop. it was in the form of a huge boulder about 4 feet in diameter. I hit it head on at full speed. The front wheel came off. As the bike hit the rock. or the ground, I hit the cross bar, and with no cushioning effect, took the full force of it in my groin.

Needless to say I was in great pain as I walked the remains of my bicycle home, and for many days afterwards.

DonSSDD · Canadian Poncho Superstar!

My first bike was too big for me, I had to get on it via holding on to something and climbing on, like our rural mailbox. It had no brakes and no back fender, used my instep on my right sneaker jammed into the rear tire. Used to wear quite a groove in my sneakers.
Dad bought us boys a 56 vw when I was 12, had to always push it to get it started. Battery would bounce around under the back seat on the rusted out floor and the + post would hit the springs starting a fire. Burned fingers many times on a hot spring.

gparis7 · Canadian Poncho Superstar!

DonSSDD wrote:
My first bike was too big for me, I had to get on it via holding on to something and climbing on, like our rural mailbox. It had no brakes and no back fender, used my instep on my right sneaker jammed into the rear tire. Used to wear quite a groove in my sneakers.
Dad bought us boys a 56 vw when I was 12, had to always push it to get it started. Battery would bounce around under the back seat on the rusted out floor and the + post would hit the springs starting a fire. Burned fingers many times on a hot spring.

Yes, I also caught the back seat on fire in my 69 Type 3 fastback when too many back seat passengers compressed the seat spring enough to short it across the battery cables. Interesting design from a safety perspective.

dcneric · Poncho Master!

Not sure which was the worst or most dangerous. Lets just say I wasnt a quick study when it came to stupid shit to try. I started my emergency room visits on the boat coming to Canada when I was 4 was well known at St Pauls hospital in Saskatoon and St Joesphs in Estevan. Broke right arm twice, left arm once, clavicle & tibia fractures. Cracked the skull open once, herniated (slipped) discs more times than I can recall. 2 or 3 feet of individual 2 to 6 scars that really needed stitches, plus bruised organs torn ligaments etc.

And a compressed nose fracture. My story for that.

At 14yrs old I jumped a dugout and landed front wheel first. Over the handle bars face first into the cow pasture. Drove the full face helmet (unstrapped of course) over my face affectively shortening my nose.

Mike Ward MB · Addicted!

We all did stupid things when we were kids. It was a different time and we were always outside getting into things we shouldnt have. Our parents didnt know where we were most of the time! Dont know how we survived!

I think the most dangerous thing I did as a youngster was wander off from the campground and climb the ranger towers. The ladders were not locked and the trap door at the top was always unlocked. They were usually located on high ground but some of the ones I climbed were a long way up there. They all had a map table with a spinning sight bar to triangulate with other towers and accurately pinpoint a fire. It was cool to play with, and you could see for miles!

Pontiacanada · A Poncho Legend!

I walked on "icebergs" in Cobourg Harbour.

66 Grande guy · Canadian Poncho Superstar!

Going to school.