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My old school "upgraded" it when we left... by asphalting around it.
If you had to work around the hateful little shits all day you'd be trying to look for low key ways to maim them too.
If you truly hate kids, this is what you have to do. Introduce dangers with plausible deniability.
How was I supposed to know the kids would use it to turn each other into meat crayons?
If you truly hate kids, this is what you have to do. Introduce dangers with plausible deniability.
My knuckles still hurt from the memories of slamming those box scooters into each other before they started putting handles on them.
My school had one on dirt. The panels were wood and had a hole in it. Finally, one day, we were playing and a kid's foot went down there and got fucked up. He was like a rockstar coming into school next day with stitches and crutches.
Knees are overrated.