When we were kids there was a park located at the entrance to our subdivision. To access the park you had to walk over a wooden bridge. The fall from the bridge appeared to be pretty threatening however the bridge is actually only about one foot off the ground. The the location of the bridge leading to the park resulted in people constantly driving by entering or leaving the subdivision. We always gathered to play at the park. The boys enjoyed hanging out on the bridge waiting until a car was coming. They would pretend to fight, pick up one kid and throw him over the bridge right as the car was passing by. In horror and panic the drivers came to screeching halts. They would jump out of their cars and run over to check on the overthrown prankster. However by the time they made it to the bridge all the boys had already run away laughing hysterically. Leaving the concerned driver confused and ultimately enraged. The boys repeated this prank until an observant driver recognized one of them and drove to his mother's house to inform her of her sons behavior. She came to the park and put a stop to their fun pretty quickly.
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