I got to play with my dad’s old Ferris wheel set. I never built the Ferris wheel but made all sort of cursed contraptions with the motor, gears and pulleys.
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I don’t know what specific set I played with as a kid, but I distinctly remember making a cool windmill, and then getting my finger caught in the electric motor’s gearbox.
When you've built your 5-foot model of a real trans-atlantic (sic?) Zeppelin, your pals will flock from miles around to look it over
Lonely autistic boys thinking their special interest will get them friends, existing as an exploitable market since 1922.
I'm from the 1960s, and we used to visit friends who had the better toys all the time.
A video game console was the only toy that brought me to anyone's house. The cool stuff--like a giant Millenium Falcon--was a brief draw, but you couldn't really play with it. It was more like going to the museum. A 5-foot-zeppelin doesn't sound like a toy you can play with.
Three generations later, I used K'Nex and construction paper to build an enormous Zeppelin, like in Indiana Jones.
There was quite an argument with my parents when I got the insignias right.
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