I did the electric cattle fence thing too. I was 14 and out with the church youth group camping at a members ranch. I got up to pee, ohh sometime after midnight, and walked over toward the fence.. thinking that I'd do my business there so no one would step in it. Well, my aim was true. There was a crackle, zap and a very loud scream. After I recovered I heard snickering comming from several tents as people peered out to see what the comotion was. Didn't know it had the wire around the bottom of it. another time, being 15 ... yanno those bicycle lights with the generator that leaned against your tire ? Well a friend and I disconnected the wire at the light, turned the bike on its seat/handle bars so we could turn the pedals. I held the bare wires while my friend cranked the pedals as fast as he could and me seeing how long I could hold the wires.. I ended up having thin burn marks on my fingers and getting quiet the shock. when it came his turn he chickened out. my biggest lie.... again 15 (about 3 months after the bike shock). I went out and played tackle football (mom and dad didn't like it) .. oh some background.. I was 5'9" and 110 lbs of bullheaded stubbornness playing with guys that weighed 50-100 lbs more than me. I ended up with 3 cracked ribs, 1 black eye and more bruises than I could count, but I did make some good plays. I couldn't ride my bike so I had to push it home.. about 1 1/2 mile. I told mom and dad I had a bike accident. They took me to the ER and got me fixed up. The next day dad said "your bike looks much better than you do, in fact it doesn't have a scratch on it. Amazing huh? ... being in a bike accident and all" He just stood there staring at me. Crap ... no way outta this one ...I fessed up as to what happened. they didn't ground me, they felt my injuries were punishment enough, because I wasn't able to play golf for a long while.. which is something I loved doing. bob