scrap metal
Many many years ago I was a public school oik. Yes, Okay, throw things now, but blame my parents. I was too young to know any better.

One of the many facilities at our disposal was an indoor rifle range. I discovered:

1) That I had real talent for rifle shooting
2) It involved lying down for half an hour twice in the course of the afternoon, then standing up and having a cup of tea.
3) It beat the crap out of being outside in the cold and rain, being stomped all over, and into, the rugby pitch by the bigger lads.

So I chose rifle shooting as my sports option. The rifle range was getting rather dilapidated and tatty. I lived close to the school and volunteered to renovate it over the summer holiday - repaint it, repair the woodwork, tidy up, etc. The fools took me up on the offer.

I knew the sand in the bullet traps was packed with lead. The first thing I did was spend about a week sieving all the sand and recovering a huge pile of the stuff. Guess where that went ? Yep, straight to the local scrap metal merchants (4 trips in my dads Cortina estate car - he was in on it) and I put over £300 in my pocket. Not bad for 15 years of age in the 1970s. Kept me in beer for ages.

I topped the sand up so that it looked the same and completed the work. At the start of the next term the whole place was spick and span, like new. I was given a 'service to the school' award at the next prize day, something like £50 of books of my choice. Double result.

Please don't waste my time or yours asking if I ever lost a second of sleep over it.
(mad-dog slept with your sister on, Mon 22 Oct 2007, 9:42, 1 reply)

Unlikely
How did you carry the lead? It would be 300kg, even at today's prices.
(snopesthetruth, Mon 22 Oct 2007, 11:53, closed)