2nd or 3rd grade.. Two guys being total assholes to me on the playground. I was pissed, and still wanting justice... I saw them near an enormous puddle maybe 20 yards away from me... Got a running start and rammed/pushed one of them from the back full speed towards the puddle and managed to veer off just in time to see the first one try to use the second one to stop his unexpected trajectory into the very cold, watery mud... So asshole #1 didn't go in, but asshole #2 certainly did. I don't know how I got away fast enough to avoid trouble, but 10 minutes later, I walk by "The Wall" where the kids in trouble had to stand for the remainder of recess, and there they both were. These guys were not in my class, so I don't remember ever seeing them again, hence, no retaliation. I was the quiet nerdy shy kid that never EVER caused trouble. I was just a really good target that had reached my breaking point. I can't imagine that the teachers didn't see, or weren't told about me shoving #1 in the first place, but they either didn't believe it, or knew it was probably justified if it was true.