We used to make âgunsâ from pvc or whatever else we could cobble together and have bottle rocket wars.
Fireworks wars! Yeahhhh!!!
Not just bottle rockets. Roman candles, too. And the lids from metal trashcans, as shields.
One year, I went to a shop in Chinatown to buy fireworks, and the owner says, âWant to see the good stuff?â. Shows me a whole bunch in the back of the store, and I point and say, âWhat are those? What do they do?â.
He says, âAhhhh⌠Saturn Silo. 100 rockets. See all plastic nubs on top? All rockets, 10x10. Light this fuse, shoot one by one. Light THIS fuse, shoot row by row. Light this BIG fuse, shoot ALL together. This BIG one, you light and run!â
I said, âHow much? Iâll take all 8 of themâ.
The Arnie movie Commando had just come out, so I went home and grabbed some plywood, and built a ârocket launcherâ like the one in the movie, that could fit 4 of the Saturn Silos in the front, and spray painted it OD green.
We had a fireworks war planned for a weekend night a couple weeks away. I showed up with these, and MY buddies go, âWhoaaaa⌠what the heck is THAT? Looks like the rocket launcher from Commandoâ. âYup. That was what I was going forâ. âWhatcha gonna do with it?â. âYouâll seeâ.
We lined up on either side of the park (about 40-50yds apart). Our team against their team. I load up 4 Saturn silos and light the single-shot fuses. The first few shots, they were more or less in sync, shooting off four whistling rockets at a time (that exploded with a snap, like small bottle rockets), but once they got out of sync, it was kind of cool, because it was almost sort of like rapid fire.
My team; âMan!!! Thatâs cool!!!â
Me: âYâall ainât seen nuthin yetâŚâ
When I dumped the 4 spent ones and reloaded, I decided to load them so I could twist the BIG fuses together, and use a cobbled length of fuse to connect, and light.
Everyone gets ready, and on the word GO! I light the fuse and wait for it to set them off.
Four HUNDRED rockets go screaming across the field. I catch a brief glimpse of people diving every which way, before vision is obliterated by the cloud of smoke, and we hear 400 snaps as the rockets are popping on the other side of the park.
Weâre all coughing. My buddies are going, âHoly shit!!! That was insane!!! What the hell are those?!!!â.
Then from across the field through the cloud of smoke, we hear their team leader yell, âAYYY!!! WHATEVER THE F### THAT WAS⌠ITâS F#####G BANNED, MOTHERF#####!!!â