Some friends and I went down to Mississippi last weekend. On the Fourth, we were out on a pier on the gulf lighting fireworks. We quit after about two hours, but the rest of those Mississippi good old boys (and girls) were lighting them off the entire night! The beach was lit up in both directions as far as you could see. Heck, they were out there the next two nights, too.
My host's girlfriend was attacked by one rocket that fell over and went right at here. Luckily, it just burned a big hole through her pants.
Another friend of mine was hit in the face (after having it ricochet of his arm when he tried to "dodge it Matrix-style"). Pretty bad bruising and burning, but nothing like what my brother used to see in the burn center ...