It was too hot to be out, but Rock and Walt had no choice. As they walked under the midday sun across a weed-strewn vacant lot, they saw two eleven- or twelve-year-old boys run from hiding, laughing the whole time. The boys began to shoot water at Rock and Walt from large, shoulder-held squirt guns. Rock fired back with a cheap water pistol, but it only had a range of about five feet. The boys were twenty feet away and Rock and Walt were getting soaked.
The steamy weather made it easy to laugh off the assault. Rock got the boys to relax and asked them to let him examine one of their guns. It was shaped like a leaf blower, had a small gas engine, and weighed about thirty pounds. Walt agreed with Rock that it seemed impractical as an everyday squirt gun.
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