well, a couple of things, then a story...
Fireworks are single use, fuse lit, displays (either light, smoke, report or any mix of the 3)
Model rockets (sport rockets) are *not* single use (well, with the exception of the mosquito...
), contain a recovery device, do not carry explosives nor flaming payload, and are electrically ignited.
now...
once upon a time, in a neighborhood far, far away there lived a rather rotund pyromaniac...
Someone had given this rather hapless individual 2 packs of Class-B roman candles. These puppies had 8 shots each, each shot firing what was essentially a cherry bomb... big, loud, scary...
But, what the heck, they looked like fun so this unnamed person decided to fire one off. Standing it up inside a concrete block, it was lit off. Along about the 4th explosion, I'm thinking "man, I'm gonna get *busted* for these things!", er, well I mean, this unnamed individual was thinking this. I'm sure he was...
So, I figure I had better just get rid of ALL of these things, but not wanting to *waste* them I came up with a plan. Duct tape and cannon fuse the solution to everyones problems...
I duct taped the remaining 11 candles together (that's 88 shots folks), and used cannon fuse to tie up all the fuses together. this is going to be one heck of a show, but at least I will have disposed of these dangerous critters...
so, there I am at the end of my street, far from any houses, late at night. Along the edge of the road I begin to dig a hole wide enough to take the 11 candles (looking remarkably like a pile of TNT) and deep enough to safely contain them as they burn.
I carefully lower the candles into the hole and begin to pack dirt around them. A few rocks for good measure, then I tug at the setup to be sure that it's going to stay put. Looks good.
Ok then, now a quick look over my *right* shoulder to make sure that I'm alone, reach into my pocket for a lighter and light the fuse...
ok, IT'S LIT! I grab my lighter and get up, turning to my *left* to run off...
...SMACK, right into the front left bumper of the cruiser that parked there, oh, about the time I started digging the hole....
So I hollered at him "ok, ok, you GOT me, but PLEASE back up cuz *this* things gonna *rock*"
He backed up then armageddon hit... didn't last more than about 45 seconds, but OH what a 45 seconds it was...
he smirked at me and asked if I had any more fireworks. I said no and he said "see that you don't", then left...
i nearly pee'd myself
LOL