Remember those scooters we used to use in gym class (and how it was OK to call it gym, instead of P.E.?)? The only problem was that I always, without fail, ran over my own fingers with these things.
Chinese Jump Rope! I don't remember all the steps, but there were like 17 phases in the game, and I was pretty damn proud of myself because I could do them all, and not with the rope at ankle level either! Nope, I had advanced to knee-level. I kicked such ass in grade four.