It’s amazing we survived the dumb stuff we did as kids.
We used to suit up in heavy clothes and have BB gun wars. Two pumps max and no headshots. During one event, a team of us had one kid pinned behind a stone pillar on his front porch. He stuck his head out to yell at us just as someone had pulled the trigger.
He came out from behind the pillar grabbing his throat and gagging. Turns out the BB went straight into his open mouth and embedded in the back of his throat. His mom never took him to the hospital and it just became encapsulated.
He left home a few years later and joined the navy. I hadn’t been in touch with him in decades when we finally reconnected a couple years ago. We’re both well into our 50’s…and the bb is still there.
We used to suit up in heavy clothes and have BB gun wars. Two pumps max and no headshots. During one event, a team of us had one kid pinned behind a stone pillar on his front porch. He stuck his head out to yell at us just as someone had pulled the trigger.
He came out from behind the pillar grabbing his throat and gagging. Turns out the BB went straight into his open mouth and embedded in the back of his throat. His mom never took him to the hospital and it just became encapsulated.
He left home a few years later and joined the navy. I hadn’t been in touch with him in decades when we finally reconnected a couple years ago. We’re both well into our 50’s…and the bb is still there.