In my former tunnel in the coastal town in 2006, on the cliff top, side of the Pacific Ocean, we found 11 vintage bomb, and the biggest is the size of the smallest being used as bell of public elementary schools. One time, we found an small aerial bomb, thinking that it would not blow anymore, my 3 diggers throw that small bomb at the cliff side and it blew on the stones just above the water. I thought the world has come to an end because everything was shaking. Nevertheless, we did some explaining to the municipal officials. I hate to lie but I did some explaining with a little twist. The bomb was heard (so they say) up to the last barangay which is almost 5 kilometers away. From that time on, I am a little weary even in firing the pistol because it still gives me the deja vu.