More gray than black, the thick layer of dust left a perpetual haze . . . the remnants of lectures past were always there, refusing to go away, lending their own quiet voices.
Sep 12, 2008
I was around 8 . . .
. . .and my world centered around these. I miss being 8. I like how the commentator says "You can tackle almost any hill," just as it drives over the flat side of a ruler. Awesome.
The best part about these was that you could change the tires from soft foamy ones to hard rubber ones. One always had to be prepared for the traumatic jump from carpet to linoleum.
3 comments:
Awesome! Thanks for the blast from the past. Was it your fault that I was obsessed with these, too? Blast!!
Jeremy-
The best part about these was that you could change the tires from soft foamy ones to hard rubber ones. One always had to be prepared for the traumatic jump from carpet to linoleum.
Yeah -- I bet I could dig around at Mom & Dad's house and find a few disembodied Stomper tires -- maybe even a functioning vehicle (with headlights!!)
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