Junior Stunt Man
I must have been around 3 or 4 when my mother on an idle weekend decided to clean her display shelves full of priceless antiques (or otherwise known as useless tat).

A part of this process was to lay a sheet of paper on the carpet in front of said display shelf to catch whatever dust was evacuated during the cleaning phase.

My mother had gone to attend something else leaving the glass shelf doors wide open and me curious as to what was going on.

Straight away my young pattern matching mind saw the piece of newspaper on the floor clashing against the dark carpet and thought "Cool! Hopscotch"

I then proceeded to jump, head first through the first of the two open glass doors.

There was a lot of fuss and attention on me after a loud shattering sound and I noticed that the first door was missing - and me without a scratch on me.

Well at least I cleared the paper! Hopscotch master!

*Edit: Ok, not technically hopscotch but 'jumping master' just don't have the same ring to it*
(ldwater otherwise known as a 'jive turkey', Mon 16 Feb 2009, 10:00, Reply)