We sure did.
And we had the good kind in those days: the kind with the white tip that you could strike against anything to light it.
I'd fire them at brick walls out of my old Daisy BB rifle to watch them ignite when they hit.
I also experimented with taping a flap of sandpaper the the barrel such that it would flop down over the muzzle and cause the match to ignite on its way out.
Instant BB tracer round.
You'll put your eye out with that. LOL
I used to take old spools from thread, staple a piece of rubber band over one side and fire kitchen matches with it. Great fun and you could hide it in your pocket if your mother came around.
Or try this. Take a whole box of kitchen matches and drop a nice heavy red brick on it. Mini gernade. Do you realize that most of the really fun stuff we did in the 50s would now, at the very least, cause a visit from the child welfare bureaucrats, while at the same time the kids they should have removed to a safer place years ago are blasting the hell out of each other with real guns over drug turf.
The 60s Great Society welfare crap coupled with the sex, drugs and rock n' roll stuff really f***ed a lot of lives and made childhood lots less fun and adventurous.