True horrific story from my youth. In the 5th or 6th grade, I spent part of the summer in the local youth rec program day camp, and was a big fan of those Estes model rockets.
All of us kids made models, and with a couple of high school kid counselors and one "adult" for supervision we'd launch them off. One day, the "adult" decided it would be a good idea to tape a rocket engine and a straw to a target arrow and launch it off the launch pad.
We launched the rockets from the upwind end of the high school track/soccer field, and the arrow went up, then got carried a bit by the wind, and finally landed down at the far end of the field near the goal, burying about the half the shaft when it hit the ground.