I was just running in the cemetery and got attacked by a would-be terrorist.  His weapon of choice was a potentially-exploding projectile lobbed downward into my vicinity from the advantage of a heightened platform.  The projectile didn’t explode on impact, but it did take a wicked bounce toward me and I actually had to jump over it as it bounced along to avoid its impact.  Being nimble, I survived.  Damn squirrel in the tree—I know that nut was meant for me.