I have a terrible memory as a young boy. I was about 8 years old. We lived in a house on a hill. We had an enormous backyard that sloped about 100 feet down to a flat area below. We had a garden down there. Beyond the garden there was another house that had an old, run down garage like shed. My friend and I had the bright idea that we would try to throw rocks from the top of our backyard all the way down to the bottom where this garage was to hit the windows.
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