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Mr. Scot

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my mom had a knack for always getting us the best toys. even as a single mom. She would try to get us one thing we asked for and then shock us with other toys. she always came thru with just cool stuff.

There are some I don't even remember the name. One was a hover craft. It would start off in something like a docking station, you plugged it up and a small air pump would fill it with air. Then for a few feet it would truly hover over the ground before needing more air.

So many great hot wheel sets. To this day I would love to buy some and keep.

Looking right now for a killer slot race track.

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Didn't this emit sounds as you moved it up and down?

Toys from my childhood.

Johnny West

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12" GI Joe

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Though my Father was unhappy with the thought of me "playing with dolls", as he put it.

However my Sister's Barbies were always happy when "Joe" came home form a mission!

It is funny that you bring up Johnny West, when I was like 4 or 5 I got into some hot water over Johnny West... We had a basement, and over the basement was a room that was previously the wash room (hook ups for washer and dryer were in there). I got in there and started messing with the valve where the washer was hooked up. I turned it on and left it on. The next thing you know water was leaking through the roof into the basement. Of course when i was confronted about this by my dad, I blamed this on my brother's Johnny West toy. Even in my 30's I still hear... "Johnny West did it". I will never live that one down.

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Such horrible memories. I wanted a Major Matt Mason Space Station so bad when I was a kid, and let everybody know it. So, Christmas morning, we're all opening presents, and my brother opens it. Not just the Space Station, but a lot of accessories, too. I'm going "That's mine! I asked Santa for that!" and being a little asshole, my brother is acting like it's the greatest thing ever, and Mom and Dad are explaining that Santa thought I was a little too young for it (bullpoo, Santa, you pedo-twerp!). So my brother sets it all up in the yard, and he's playing with all the Moon Rovers and stuff, and I'm pouting on the front steps. Mom's all like "I'm sure Randy will let you play with it", and he says "No, he can't. He got his own toys". I'm so mad, I'm twitching. As soon as he gets far enough away, I go insane, tearing, stomping, kicking, throwing. Randy runs back over with a stick and starts wailing on me with a stick, Dad comes out and grabs me by the arm to pull me away, and I'm stretching to keep the destruction up. And I start cussing. Not the cute little kid cussing, I'm a drunk sailor with Tourettes. So Mom pops me across the face, which was the immediate "cussing" response- the soap and toothbrush would come later. So if you happened to drive by one Christmas Day, and see a little kid getting beat in the head by another little kid, while a grown man is doing the "Spank-n-Spin" (when an adult would hold you by one arm and spank you while you ran in circles), and a lady was trying to slap the little kid, only she was going in the same direction the little kid was spinning, seemingly make him spin even faster, and every time the little kid comes around, he kicks at some unidentifiable pile of colorful plastic, while screaming obscenities, it wasn't an exorcism.

Just Christmas memories.

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Such horrible memories. I wanted a Major Matt Mason Space Station so bad when I was a kid, and let everybody know it. So, Christmas morning, we're all opening presents, and my brother opens it. Not just the Space Station, but a lot of accessories, too. I'm going "That's mine! I asked Santa for that!" and being a little asshole, my brother is acting like it's the greatest thing ever, and Mom and Dad are explaining that Santa thought I was a little too young for it (bullpoo, Santa, you pedo-twerp!). So my brother sets it all up in the yard, and he's playing with all the Moon Rovers and stuff, and I'm pouting on the front steps. Mom's all like "I'm sure Randy will let you play with it", and he says "No, he can't. He got his own toys". I'm so mad, I'm twitching. As soon as he gets far enough away, I go insane, tearing, stomping, kicking, throwing. Randy runs back over with a stick and starts wailing on me with a stick, Dad comes out and grabs me by the arm to pull me away, and I'm stretching to keep the destruction up. And I start cussing. Not the cute little kid cussing, I'm a drunk sailor with Tourettes. So Mom pops me across the face, which was the immediate "cussing" response- the soap and toothbrush would come later. So if you happened to drive by one Christmas Day, and see a little kid getting beat in the head buy another little kid, while a grown man is doing the "Spank-n-Spin" (when an adult would hold you by one arm and spank you while you ran in circles), and a lady was trying to slap the little kid, only she was going in the same direction the little kid was spinning, seemingly make him spin even faster, and every time the little kid comes around, he kicks at some unidentifiable pile of colorful plastic, while screaming obscenities, it wasn't an exorcism.

Just Christmas memories.

That was you? :sosp:

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my mom had a knack for always getting us the best toys. even as a single mom. She would try to get us one thing we asked for and then shock us with other toys. she always came thru with just cool stuff.

There are some I don't even remember the name. One was a hover craft. It would start off in something like a docking station, you plugged it up and a small air pump would fill it with air. Then for a few feet it would truly hover over the ground before needing more air.

So many great hot wheel sets. To this day I would love to buy some and keep.

Looking right now for a killer slot race track.

I used to love slot cars. I used to have 1/32 scale Eldon slot cars. Just about every town had a 1/24th scale track/tracks at one time. I know there used to be a place in Darita that had a couple of tracks where you could go and race. I always wanted to go, but my parents said I was too young, and I only had 1/32nd scale, not the 1/24th. :mad:

I had a cool HO track that was modeled after the Daytona Speedway Road Course. That was just when the AFX G-Plus cars were coming out.

A few weeks ago on James May Toy Stories, he recreated a former track in England and had 2 groups of people race. He got awarded a certificate from the Guiness Book of World records as the longeest slot car track ever!

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