Back in the day, lunchtime wasn’t just lunch—it was our own personal Olympics!
One popular game was coin basketball, which was basically a ‘precision flick’ event… except sometimes the precision was aimed directly at your face. One heroic (or totally reckless) flick and a quarter could go flying with an an intensity you were unprepared for. And when we wanted to raise the difficulty level, we switched to a half dollar.
Nothing says ‘childhood’ like risking mild facial injury for bragging rights. 😅
