Answer:
Lighter than what I am made of, more of me is hidden than is seen. What am I?
I hide in a dark tunnel awaiting my time. I can only be released by pulling back. Once released I may do unstoppable damage.
You used to come to me for all sorts of information and knowledge before the internet was born
I am always in front of you, but yet I am never here. What am I?
The more you take of me the more you leave behind.
What did the grape do when he got stepped on?