Oh hell yes I know what you mean
I was mucking about on the playing fields, and there were poles marking the corners of the pitch. I realised that, being six-foot poles with metal points on one end, they'd make excellent javelins. So I chucked one.

At that moment my mate, who was running parallel to my throw, for some reason changed direction - and the flying spear hit him in the face. He yelled out, clutching his eye. I remember thinking how irritating it was that all the old biddies who said "You'll have someone's eye out with that" were right, after all.

Thankfully it too glanced off his cheekbone, cutting him but doing no lasting damage. Like the OP my blood runs cold when I think how bad it could have turned out...
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Thu 8 Sep 2011, 16:08, Reply)