Last year we were at my sisters house and we blew mortars up all night long one after the other. Kids from the whole block came by to see them as well as my kid and my niece. we then had a fire and made smores and once the kids fell asleep we sat out drinking and setting off the randoms we had and thats when we learned a lesson that my sisters husband has bad luck with fireworks one blew up and shot the tube through a fence into me it wasnt terrible but we learned no more letting him shoot of fireworks. it was still the greatest day i had in a long time i still have the scar from where it hit me its now a reminder of great times with my family.