The dumbest, scariest and most embaressing thing I have done is playing the game we elementary kids at my old school made up. You had to stand at the far end of the swings and wait until the person on the swing in front of you left an opening to run through. Then you had to go and dash to the space between the two swings, the one you ran through and next one coming up. The object of the game was to get to the other side of the swing set WITHOUT getting hit by the person on the swing. I, however, wasn’t so lucky and got smacked in the face twice by the swingers.