I had a gas-powered chrome fly by wire spitfire replica you know the ones you would prime it with the fuel that came in a little can then prime the throttle and flick it to start and the engine would smoke on startup and then you adjust the needle valve and the engine would start screaming then hold the little handle and spin in a circle as it roared around you, we would fly it in the hydro field under the power lines, lol, that was before kids were wearing helmets to come down a fucking slide, ah the good old days.
Had the Hot Wheels set with the power booster stations battery operated with the rubber wheels that would fling the cars out at a minimum of at least 350 miles per hour ( swear to God ) then the cars would hit the loop the loop and the whole track would shake, I even possessed the highly coveted rockstar status ultra-cool get all the chicks spare tire Hot Wheel Carrying Case for my ultra car lineup, not the least of which was a hotrod that had a roof that was a chrome german soldier helmet, I also had the Munsters Hot Rod.
Had a huge electric racecar set called Strombecker, the track for it was like 6" wide the cars were just huge with 180 and 360-degree over-under curves ( that was a big deal upgrade ) and we would put oil on the track in the corners so we could drift LOL , imagine that we invented drifting 55 years ago with electric race cars we would block the front of the cars and do burnouts in the oil and I can still remember the smell of those little electric motors roasting, we would put little soldiers on the track and then do mock voices of them begging for mercy as the car hurtled towards them " please nooo please don't kill us ahhhhhhhh " and slam the cars into them at full speed laughing our balls off, at the Hobby Shop we would buy slicks for the rears and use my dads' razors to cut super-futuristic high performance treads into the tires because we were fucking engineering geniuses from NASA. then I upgraded to the HO mini racecar set which was like 1/5th the size of the old Strombeck stuff and these little bastards were fast as rockets and came in an endless array of models.
Remember pogo sticks, rocket kits, Clackers? remember them the two glass balls on strings connected by a ring I can't even explain how they worked but by the time I had mastered them my arm was black and blue, oh and don't forget lawn darts.
Oh and cap guns, remember playing racially motivated cowboys and Indians when we didn't know what racially motivated meant, remember that one fucking guy you would shoot in the head forty times and he wouldn't die because he said you missed? I still hate that little prick, fuckin jerk,,, lol
Oh and I should mention I paid for much of that stuff delivering newspapers, and that was when Saturdays newspapers weighed 37 pounds each because they had the comics and all the flyers in them and I also made some money shoveling the neighbors' driveways in the winter.
Any of you smelly old pricks remember that shit?
LJ
Had the Hot Wheels set with the power booster stations battery operated with the rubber wheels that would fling the cars out at a minimum of at least 350 miles per hour ( swear to God ) then the cars would hit the loop the loop and the whole track would shake, I even possessed the highly coveted rockstar status ultra-cool get all the chicks spare tire Hot Wheel Carrying Case for my ultra car lineup, not the least of which was a hotrod that had a roof that was a chrome german soldier helmet, I also had the Munsters Hot Rod.
Had a huge electric racecar set called Strombecker, the track for it was like 6" wide the cars were just huge with 180 and 360-degree over-under curves ( that was a big deal upgrade ) and we would put oil on the track in the corners so we could drift LOL , imagine that we invented drifting 55 years ago with electric race cars we would block the front of the cars and do burnouts in the oil and I can still remember the smell of those little electric motors roasting, we would put little soldiers on the track and then do mock voices of them begging for mercy as the car hurtled towards them " please nooo please don't kill us ahhhhhhhh " and slam the cars into them at full speed laughing our balls off, at the Hobby Shop we would buy slicks for the rears and use my dads' razors to cut super-futuristic high performance treads into the tires because we were fucking engineering geniuses from NASA. then I upgraded to the HO mini racecar set which was like 1/5th the size of the old Strombeck stuff and these little bastards were fast as rockets and came in an endless array of models.
Remember pogo sticks, rocket kits, Clackers? remember them the two glass balls on strings connected by a ring I can't even explain how they worked but by the time I had mastered them my arm was black and blue, oh and don't forget lawn darts.
Oh and cap guns, remember playing racially motivated cowboys and Indians when we didn't know what racially motivated meant, remember that one fucking guy you would shoot in the head forty times and he wouldn't die because he said you missed? I still hate that little prick, fuckin jerk,,, lol
Oh and I should mention I paid for much of that stuff delivering newspapers, and that was when Saturdays newspapers weighed 37 pounds each because they had the comics and all the flyers in them and I also made some money shoveling the neighbors' driveways in the winter.
Any of you smelly old pricks remember that shit?
LJ
