For a short time, we used to play "archery chicken" when we were teenagers, by sitting in chairs around a circle, and one person would lob a field-tipped arrow as straight up as they could, then try to get another player to bail out of the way when the arrow came back down. This was in an urban backyard, and we lost the privilege for good when one of us stuck an arrow into the neighbor's rooftop A/C unit....