My brother and I played all kinds of rock throwing games. Mostly at each other. And I guess you can't make this stuff up. So, believe or not.
Take the back of an Apartment complex where the rock fill ended, it was about 60 ft down that rock slope to a marsh bottom, and on the edge where bulldozer didn't bury them from high above, were a few tall slim Aspens. About 60 feet high. Get the picture? High level even with the tree tops?
This around the same time when I shot him with the 30-06 blank, I made. Ahmmmm.....I was 14 he was 13.
So, how does this game even happen? We took turns crawling up a tree while the the other one fired on us with big rocks. Big. Gotta be that squirrel hunting, right?
The idea was to climb up and down and around the tree, and not get hit. And since it was a bit downhill throw, because we could only get up to 45 feet or so, in the Aspen tree, there was a good 2.5 seconds before impact. And waving the tree back and forth was part of it.
We almost killed each other, several times. A fall from the tree would be bad.
The thing is, in a 50 ft throw with a 3 pound rock, both of us could nail that tree dead on and take a head size piece of bark off, most of the time.
Not lucky shots. We could throw it by at the knees, and make us jump, we could lean out on the tree and taunt.
But, for both of us, zoning in on the bullseye was doable. And the tree guy had to move.
Don't tell my Dad, OK?