I sure do also remember volatile iodide......"pops" another memory of my mom coming home from a shopping trip.... apparently some time after I had whipped up a batch of ""stuff". I must have dropped a few drops on the floor in my haste (um, yeah I mixed it up at the kitchen sink 😮). All I can really remember is hearing my mom come in the front door, walk into the kitchen to put groceries away, and pop, pop, pop! Then I heard my mom call my name in that special way that lets you know..... trouble. Must have been about 12 or 13 years old. So long ago and so many "dangerous" things we used to do. I told my son, when he was in high school, that I would have been suspended, arrested, or expelled if attending his school today. We were never malicious or anything, just kids. I never did get a chance to teach my son how to make his own fireworks. Maybe during his next visit? Thanks guys!