Man your stories always bring back so many memories. This one is so typical for a teenager.
I've had my share of spring-powered guns but never did any actual damage with any of those. Instead, this post reminds me very distinctively of an episode involving a slingshot, a pebble and the windshield of a passing car. The woman that gave me hell that day resembled quite closely your next door mother, and my reaction was pretty much the same (I was playing - you happened to pass by at the wrong time...LIES!). Anyway, keep writing this stuff, it's really fun to see that in the end, we were all quite crazy back then. And we had tons of fun.

On a side note, I keep staring in awe at the magnificence of some very out of place comments under your posts. I know it's a common thing here on Steemit, but the ones under your posts in particular deserve a dedicated study on how not to program a bot, I guess.