Quoting regina_margot:" woah! sounds like an exciting, and dangerous, lifestyle must make for lots of interesting stories"
In our neighborhood growing up, there was just me, my sister, and a bunch of boys. I loved jumping my bike and climbing trees. The dislocated ankle was Marine Corps training. I fell off a balance log during the last leg of training (the Crucible) and ended up with a medical discharge.
I went to get stitches and casts so much as a child that my parents and I were questioned by DCFS.