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She probably does love you greatly!Unfortunately, I wasn't a good big brother to my sister. Yet, for some reason she still loves me ... or at least she says she does.
Some neighbors (when I was 9) had two that they used as bumper cars. They were fun.Or one of these?
That second thing was great. You could propel yourself in any direction, but the best application was turning one wheel in one direction and the other in the opposite direction really fast, spinning yourself around in one place till you got so dizzy you couldn't walk. That was fun. I swear I'd do it now if I had one!
That looks possibly at least as interesting as Legos.
Or one of these?
That second thing was great. You could propel yourself in any direction, but the best application was turning one wheel in one direction and the other in the opposite direction really fast, spinning yourself around in one place till you got so dizzy you couldn't walk. That was fun. I swear I'd do it now if I had one!
I bet that a wheelchair could be so modified...I actually believe you, LoL, only you'd probably break the thing from all the added weight.
That looks like a Russian skateboard back in the 60's
It was, seriously, a sled on wheelsThat looks like a Russian skatebooard back in the 60's
Especially after we hooked up a lawnmower engine to itVery stylish. You were likely the envy of the neighborhood.
Well at 5 I lived out in the sticks with hay fields all around me. I drooled over the tractors with flathead Ford V8 engines that hayed the fields and were parked across from our house when the cows weren't grazing there. Nothing upscale believe me.Oh, you were one of those kids.
When my kids came along, I was perplexed. They rode trikes when little, which made sense. But, by the age of 5 there were no kids playing in the neighborhood. They were all playing soccer at some place 30 minutes from our house. So, they didn't want bikes. They wanted me to drive them to soccer. And that continued until they turned 16.
I had a sled like that ! I got going down an icy hill and wrapped myself around a tree on it. Got a bloody nose is all. When it wasn't icy the trail was great and led to the reservoir where there was a dock, we would sled off the end of the dock onto the ice at the end of the run. It was a successful ride if you made the dock and off the end. If you went off the trail and had to restart etc. or just made it to the dock but not off the end it didn't count. Whatever " count" means in a kids mind lol.It was, seriously, a sled on wheels
I had a sled like that ! I got going down an icy hill and wrapped myself around a tree on it. Got a bloody nose is all. When it wasn't icy the trail was great and led to the reservoir where there was a dock, we would sled off the end of the dock onto the ice at the end of the run. It was a successful ride if you made the dock and off the end. If you went off the trail and had to restart etc. or just made it to the dock but not off the end it didn't count. Whatever " count" means in a kids mind lol.
And so enters puberty.However, there's no denying that peer pressure introduces an element whereby it doesn't matter how fun the toy is. Rather, what matters is how fun other kids think the toy is.
Have my eye on a neighbour's Fordson tractor. Promised it to me when he passes but I won't be far behind. lolWell at 5 I lived out in the sticks with hay fields all around me. I drooled over the tractors with flathead Ford V8 engines that hayed the fields and were parked across from our house when the cows weren't grazing there. Nothing upscale believe me.
Closest I ever got to driving one of those Fords was an IH with a 4 banger in it.Have my eye on a neighbour's Fordson tractor. Promised it to me when he passes but I won't be far behind. lol
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