So we went over into Michael's garage — his dad had all kinds of stuff, and we put a pipe in the vice there, and screwed a cap on the end of the pipe, drilled a hole in the back of the pipe, took some of our firecrackers, pulled out the fuses, tied them together, put them in the back there, and — down in that hole — and then stuffed some of our gunpowder down that pipe and put three ball bearings on the top, in the garage. (Laughter) We weren't stupid: we put up a sheet of plywood about five feet in front of it.
Así que fuimos al garage de Michael. Su padre tenía de todo, y pusimos un tubo en posición le atornillamos una tapa al final, e hicimos un agujero en la parte de atrás del tubo, cogimos algunos de nuestros petardos, sacamos las mechas, las atamos juntas, las pusimos atrás, en aquel agujero, y rellenamos con nuestra pólvora el tubo y pusimos tres bolas de rodamiento encima, ¡en el garage!. (Risas) No éramos tontos: pusimos delante un panel de madera contrachapada de metro y medio.