My father shot off fireworks last night, like he does every year for the 4th, but this year, some of the bigger ones kept falling over for whatever reason. I was sitting way away from everyone else, thinking if something happened, I would be out of the way. But as my luck always runs on the poor side, one of them shot right at me and I dove out of the way yelling “WITNESS” and my friend on the other side of the lawn yelled back “WITNESSED” and it was glorious despite almost getting shot in the face with a firework.