It was fun, until it wasn’t. One time we had the brilliant idea to play this game on the balcony, which was secured by a guardrail that was truly on its last legs and it looked like it could snap at any moment. Guess what I did? I ran with full speed at my sister; she dodged, I tripped, and I went face-first into the guardrail, breaking it and managing to dangle from it while being on the second floor of a three-story house.