When I was six, I created a perfect vacuum in my basement and started a new universe called Bakelite. Unfortunately, I purposefully incinerated it. Reasoning skills at age six were a little lacking.
Once I saved three people in an elevator using a staple gun and a bowling ball. I had a second opportunity to do so, but I only had an office stapler, so two died. Thankfully, I had the bowling ball to save myself.
In March of 1987 I was a disgruntled teenager and crushed a bug. It was
a 1975 (I've been told it's actually a 1976) Volkswagen Beetle. 1975
was the first year VW offered electronic fuel injection and the last
year the Beetles were imported into the United States. I didn't care.
I broke it anyway. Oh yeah, along with a post and rail fence, but I
don't have a picture of that.
I built a desk made of balsa wood that weighs 177 drams. Much stronger than an ant, it can support over a million times its own weight. I have used it to change the oil in my car. Driving into my apartment was very tricky.
I know how many pixies can dance on the head of a pin, but I signed a non-disclosure agreement so I can't tell you. I have yet to learn how many fairies can dance on the said pin, but I have proven more than pi will fit. Per the agreement with the pixies, I cannot disclose the exact amount.