I just read a news article about a kid throwing something on a bonfire and critically injuring a couple kids. Horrible I know but it made me reflect on my misspent youth of blowing the shit out of things. I'm 29 so fireworks became illegal in NSW when I was 2. But my folks have a lil shack near Canberra and we used to go stock up on fireworks to take down to the farm. We'd buy hundreds of dollars worth. We'd tear them apart and make mini bombs. I'd bring them to school and do displays at lunch time for my mates. Never got hurt, never got caught. I'd fill a Coke bottle with sparkler powder which would shoot sparks 5 m high and let it off on the year 7 lawns when no teachers were around. I remember 1 time a UFO misfired and came straight at me. A spinning circle of death flying straight at you seems quite scary thinking back on it but realistically the worst that could happen would be a couple of minor burns. One of the coolest memories was making a perfect mini mushroom cloud by scraping the phosphorus off enough match heads to fill a box. It wasn't all that big compared to other things we did but just looked awesome. My best mate at the time was also a mad keen pyro and now he's a motorcyclist so I figure there's a link. So share your pyro stories. The times are different now but I figure the older fellas here have some better stories from when the times were even more different.