What is the most dangerous game you made up as a kid? How did you play it?

1. “Houdini” Tied arms and legs onto a lawn chair and threw ourselves into a pool and had to get ourselves out before we drowned. Thankfully we always loosely tied one arm to give ourselves a fighting chance
   — tylergenis


2. Choking myself until I saw lights.
   — WahmenMustDIe


3. Seeing how big we could get a fire and put it out before it got out of control
   — Communist_Emu






4. Rock war. You throw rocks at each other. It didn't last long, for some reason the adults thought it was too dangerous.
   — saymynamebastien


5. I guess this isn’t made up. But me and my older brother used to joust in the backyard. We’d get brooms and hop on our bikes and go full speed at eachother. It hurt.
   — GrimblesTheClown


6. "Don't drown". A game played by me and my sister at our family cottage on the lake. Involved one person trying to drown the other. If you could over power them and I guess.. not drown, you're the winner!
   — jddreamer






7. Throw rocks at airplanes, where you throw rocks at airplanes.
   — Doades


8. Survivors letters. Two teams. One splits up the letters of a random word and the other defends a tree. If someone with a letter touches the tree they don't have to disclose their letter. The defenders try to catch you and beat the letters out of you. Once everyone is safe or captured the defenders try to guess the word.
   — IfDownVoteSayWhy


9. We used to play this game called flamingo war. This entailed hopping around on one foot while trying to kick everyone else down, if you lost your balance you were out. Lots of bruised and bloody shins. Everyone would always go for the knees which are probably why mine are so messed up.
   — GetShifteeeee






10. In no particular order: * __Aerobie Tag__, wherein you skimmed an Aerobie at about 6" off the ground with the intention of hitting your friends/younger brothers at calf height, causing instant Charlie horses in the target, allowing you to run up and finish the job with your secondary weapon (generally an under inflated soccer ball) * __Bike Tag__, wherein "It" had to tag others' back wheels with their front wheel. A single over the handlebars experience convinced us to stop playing this. * __Train Bandits__, wherein we employed the L-shaped hill in our local park during sledding season. Several kids would form a train by grabbing the rear of the sled ahead of them and slide down the long part of the L. One or more bandits would barrel down the short, steeper side, aiming for the "train couplings" and ramming at full speed. If a ram wasn't sufficient, the Bandits could exit their sleds and attempt to wrestle the interconnects free. If the bandits broke up the train, they won, if the train made it down in one piece, it won. * __Throw n' Run__, wherein Jarts were thrown skyward in as straight a fashion as possible and you ran, hoping to never get hit. * __Does Keith's Head Fit In This?__, wherein we saw whether neighbor boy Keith's head fit inside mailboxes, between stair railing spindles, various cardboard boxes, etc. EDIT: More. * __Night Watchman__, wherein robbers tied up the watchman with jump ropes, from which he would need to escape before finding a kickball and tagging a person, who would be the next watchman. This is likely where I developed my crippling claustrophobia. EDIT 2: Childhood Boogaloo. More that came to mind: * __Alley Tag__. When I was a lad in Minneapolis, a couple blocks near me were on the slope of a hill, with the alley running across the slope (i.e. no change in elevation from one side to the other). This meant that, for houses down-slope of the alley, their detached garages' roofs were at roughly waist height for us lads. We could run and jump from garage roof to garage roof with ease, meaning that we could play tag like Daniel Craig chasing that dude in Casino Royale. I think we got yelled at by someone for punching a hole through their roof, and were threatened with Telling Your Parents What You've Done, which meant the end of Alley Tag. * __Sno-Tube Launch__, wherein we stacked up garbage cans at the start of a blizzard and periodically visited it throughout the storm, piling snow and tamping down a runway. One year, we wetted the runway to ice it down. Once everything had settled, two of us would get ski poles and stand on either side of the runway, with a third laying belly-down on an inflatable Sno-Tube. The sledder would grab the ski poles and the polemen would run as fast as they could towards the ramp. Once past the ramp, they would give a final heave of the poles and the tuber would tank his hands and let go, assuming the position of a ski jumper. This worked brilliantly until my friend's younger brother wanted to try and, despite us repeatedly telling him to LET GO OF THE POLES OR IT WON'T END WELL, didn't let go of the poles, hit the end of his arc like the dog chasing Foghorn Leghorn and fell head-first into the snow at the base of the ramp, burying himself to his shoulders. His body, however, was propped aloft by the ramp, so his legs just flailed lamely in the air, his cries for help muffled by the deep soft snow.
    — zamoose


11. A fun little game called "death hammock". My parents converted the attic into a playroom, accessible from the first floor landing via ladders. We would tie a rag (a ripped section of an old bed sheet) to a beam in the attic, suspended directly over the open hatch. We would take turns lying in said death hammock while the other threw stuff and swung it as much as they could. If we had ever fallen out or the rag ripped/untied, we would have fallen through the open attic hatch, and almost certainly collided with the metal ladders on the way down and fallen down the ground floor/first floor stairs also. We did not play death hammock when my parents were home. Kids are stupid.
    — thunderpaws90


12. I was too much of a “pussy” to play... but I had friends who played real life frogger, running across a four lane highway when cars were coming, to the median, then to the other side, then back.
    — billbapapa






13. Living Room Ball. It was like soccer but you kept playing until you broke something expensive.
    — Brinner


14. There's a game that presumably is still played in England called British Bulldogs. It's a bit like the good old game of tag except you have two teams of kids and one person in the middle is "it". At the given signal everyone charges from one end of the playground to the other and the person in the middle must tag as may people as possible. Which ever team has the last person standing wins, and that person because "it" for the next round. It's FUN but imagine two large groups of kids charging towards each other. My school banned it after several busted lips and near concussions. Fun times.
    — zerbey