I was still a schoolboy, but the following didn't take place at my school; it was at a public lecture at Warwick University given by some famous old man who liked to cause explosions.
He mixed various combinations of solid chemicals and gasses which either spontaneously exploded or did so when lit or hit. He destroyed containers, nearly perforated our eardrums, and blinded us with bright flashes, but there was one particular demonstration which made a lasting impression on me. It very nearly LITERALLY made a lasting impression on me ...
He mixed some more chemicals in a metal cyclinder and placed a heavy metal lid on top of it. Puffs of smoke emerged from round the rim of the cyclinder, under the lid. The lid started rattling. Pyro-man took cover. We watched in horrified fascination ... I was sitting in the middle of the topmost row of the sloping gallery of the lecture theatre. Suddenly, there was a huge explosion!
I think the idea was that the lid would shoot vertically upwards but in fact it came hurtling up towards me, as if thrown by some crazed terrorist discus thrower. I ducked and the chunk of metal slammed into the wall behind where my head had just been!
I heard a shaky voice from the stage ... "
Sorry about that - I think I used too much oxidant in the mixture!"
PS I have just found another version of my tale posted about 4 years ago. There are subtle differences but the gist of it is the same. It was 40 or 50 years ago so the exact details are a bit fuzzy now ...
