I def play the crack break your mommas back game. I also jump on curbs and balance like I'm tight rope walking. I often wonder if people observing think I'm a lune.

When I daydream, everything's always exploding. Enormous falling objects are smashing into things with an earth-shaking "boomf", other things are bursting (e.g.: telephone poles hit by high-velocity projectiles), bullet holes are appearing in walls and doors, that sort of thing. When I consider it now, I don't think humans are ever on the receiving end of these daydreams - it's mostly just things.

Cracks are landmines. Been playing it since forever, it actually has helped me develop a sort of second sense allowing me to avoid stepping in dog-poo and spit (oh man how I hate how people just spit in the street!).