I don’t think I remember a week of my childhood without scabs on my knees or elbows. No broken bones and none of this “safety crap”. Just learning how to live.
Hahaha...I still bear the scars on the inside and outside of each elbow, courtesy of a skateboard I created by stealing my sister’s metal rolling skate, taking it apart and nailing each end to the front and back of a board.
LOL...learning bad engineering at a young age!
Same here. I have a scar on my leg from the time I went sailing off my bike and came down on the edge of a low fence. Memories, LOL. I lived. Nowadays if that happened, the kid would be shut inside until he turned 18.