When I was probably 11 or 12, I used to love to throw a rubber ball against the side of the house and play catch with myself. I once was visiting my cousins in Tennessee. My aunt was inside the kitchen cooking with the pressure cooker and I was outside throwing the rubber against the side of her house. On that side of the house was a storm door that led into the kitchen. I accidentally threw the rubber ball and hit the bottom of the storm door, which was made of metal. The rubber hit the storm door with a WHAM!!! Well my aunt thought the pressure cooker exploded and I could hear her scream from outside. The next thing I knew she burst out door blessing me out for nearly scaring her to death.