My new non-farm blog: Finding Freedom
But then there's the ricochet factor, not to mention what would happen if the crazy driver of the car you hit suddenly spun out of control - car-wise or mentally. I once tossed a (loose!) snowball at the hub cap of a car that drove down a no-through-driving street up which I was walking. The driver actually backed up the street for two blocks (against the one-way sign!) chewing me out and claiming she lived mid-block and was therefore allowed to drive down there, then proceeded to drive all the way down and out the end of the street (as I knew, since I'd seen her car parked the block below before). Wintertime it's really dangerous when drivers run through this street, as there are lots of folks struggling their way up on foot on the ice and snow. And the second block she backed her way up is where kids pull their sleds back up after a run down the park alongside that block. So she broke two laws that are in place to protect kids and other pedestrians, just in a fit of road rage because I hit her hub cap with a soft snowball. Golf balls? Don't go there.
Half-marathon over. Sabbatical year over. It's back to "sacking shirt and oat cakes" as they say here.