This brought back painful memories. I used to live across the street from
one of the JPL buildings in Pasadena, and they had a 5 or 6 level parking
structure that we'd ride our skateboards in. Well, once someone left a
chair sitting on top (lazy-boy type) and the temptation got us: over it
went, onto the sidewalk. The following weeks didn't turn anything up, so
we started taking things over to drop. Then, one day, we stumbled on an
automobile wheel (tire, rim, fully inflated) left by the railroad tracks.
As fast as we could, we wheeled it down the street and up to the top of
the parking lot, giggling the whole time. We rolled it off the top so it
would stay upright...which it did. Christ. It bounced at least 20 feet
back up in the air before coming down...right on the top of somebody's
car. Windshield - shattered, along with the driver and passenger windows.
There was a loud crash and the alarm going off, and a car wheel imbedded
in the top of the car. Needless to say, like any 14 year olds, we hauled
ass out of there - running right into a security guard at the bottom of
Ultimately, the guy who owned the car was the coolest man who ever lived.
He told us that he'd been 14 once and that his insurance would pay for it.
And that if he saw us in the parking lot again (which we steered clear
of), he'd have us arrested on the spot...