The Interwebs showed me how to make a bow out of a popsicle stick, some floss, and Q-tips. Cute. Cool. They didn't go very far and aiming them was all but impossible.
How about a wire coat hanger and a single strand of monofilament? Not bad, not bad. But the coat hanger didn't have the strength to stand up to Henry's repeated attempts to shoot me.
We have this piece of PVC in the garage. It's not doing anything and I'm sure nobody would even notice if it had a couple of holes in it. Strung up it buzzed with its own power. Clara and I were the only ones strong enough to even fire it.
Not even I am foolish enough to leave a weapon like that in the hands of my kids so after the arrow cleared the roof it seemed wise to retire it.
In the name of SCIENCE, of course.