Maybe 30 years ago, me and a friend of mine took my sister's spool of 45rpm records into his back yard. A lot of vintage stuff from the 70s and early 80s. Must have been about 50 of them on that spool.
We took turns pitching them to each other and then swinging an aluminum baseball bat. we would read the name of the song aloud before we threw them.
We were very enthusiastic about some of them.
Fragments of records were all over the backyard.
My friend said 'My dad is gonna fucking kill me when he goes to mow this yard'.
He works on the military side of Boeing now.