Light some fuses, Fawkers!
This robot puts on quite a show.
I remember watching a yob on the coal smoke fogged front garden of a Perth, Scotland row of homes firing off massive rockets on Guy Fawkes' Day. Exquisitely foolhardy and dangerous - the garden was the size of a postage stamp, with a one foot high fence. Across the street was a little girl in a beautiful frilly coat, like a china doll, screaming in tears - just abject terror at each blast, as I got closer, thinking she was locked out, her mother open the door and said, "Kylie! Wha' are ye standin' there? Come in th' hoose! Then she ran in.