Growing up in Colorado, I didn't do too much rollerskating (Hard to skate in the snow). But I did have those old, rusty, noisy steel things that you were referring to. We mostly had, "Rock Wars." Basically, one group stood on the top of a gulley and tried to hit the group at the bottom with rocks, while the ones on bottom tried to get the ones on top. Real fun! The worst I ever got was a hit about an inch from my right eye, but that was the fun of being a kid. Nowadays, kids can't even play soldiers or have snowball fights because, "It's too traumatic to MY kid! I'll SUE!!!!"
Sad...
--Henry Bowman's right hand tightened around the walnut grip of the Solothurn S18-1000. The weapon had been a present from his Father, given to him on his fourteenth birthday in 1967. Cost $189.50 back in the sixties Henry thought irrelevantly. I thought that was a steal. Dad's friends thought it was astronomical. Wonder what they'd think now. --UC