So here in Utah we celebrate Pioneer Day, or the day the Mormon Pioneers first came into the Salt Lake Valley. It's basically a carbon copy of the 4th of July, fireworks and all. So all those sparklers you didn't get to use on the 4th, can be burned up on the 24th.
Pretty Fun.
We bought the usual assortment of fountains, smoke bombs, snakes, and other kiddie fireworks (Utah law prohibits any projectile fireworks). My father-in-law showed up with a giant brick of a firework that looked like 15 fountains glued together with 1 fuse. Though the description screamed otherwise, he swore it was legal. We saved it for the grand finale, and at approximately 9:35 pm, it was lit.
The next thing we knew, there was a full on professional firework show going on right above our heads. All the neighborhood children oooo'd and ahhhh'd... until the 4th firework shot off.
For some reason the 4th firework shot horizontally and headed straight at us! Everyone screamed.
The fifth shot across the screen and slammed into our neighbors screen door, then burst into flames on their porch.
The sixth shot down the street at about 90 mph.
Luckily the rest shot back up into the air and we were kind of able to enjoy them (while checking to make sure no one had been hit).
Turns out this "legal" firework was purchased on a Native American reservation between Mesquite and Las Vegas Nevada.
Legal there must different than legal here. Sure made for an exciting night though.