Lawn darts were lame! Real darts rocked!
Chemistry sets.
Wood burners.
Toy soldiers made of lead.
BB guns/pop guns. Pump 'em up and watch those dirt clods fly.
Speaking of which -- dirt clod wars! Pine cone wars!
All sorts of toy guns that shot out pellets and the like (I wish I still had my Fanner 50's with the holsters and ammo -- worth a ton of money now).
I had one construction set that had a 110 volt motor with really crappy wiring.
How about going down steep, ice covered hills on those metal "flying saucers" with about 30 other insane kids on the same hill? You were a wuss if you didn't aim to go between the trees, over the "yump," and then through the ice/slush puddle at the bottom. No real directional control, the handlle/ropes got cut off quick, and a whole bunch of kids aiming for each other on these metal dishes. I didn't walk home until my feet were frozen and had turned blue. I couldn't walk without crying. Thawed them out and went back for more.
After the first or second time sledding down the hill, you learned how to stop before the chain link fence at the bottom. One hill had a wrought iron fence on a stone foundation at the bottom.
Snow balls, slush balls, and ice balls. Oh, my! Icieles and 1/2" sheets of ice made great weapons, too.
I had fire crackers that actually blew Corgie metal cars and trucks (larger and stronger than Matchbox by a huge amount) apart. Not just ripped them off of their frames, blew them a-p-a-r-t. I seem to recall they were 2" Flash Salutes. Fat, loud, bright flash, and a real short fuse that often went out and had to be re-lit. What more could a boy ask for? If one was good, four were much better, right? Blew the top of one toy ambulance about 15' in the air.
"Woah! Cool. Do it again. Nothing, Mom. Musta been a truck goin' by."
Chemistry sets.
Wood burners.
Toy soldiers made of lead.
BB guns/pop guns. Pump 'em up and watch those dirt clods fly.
Speaking of which -- dirt clod wars! Pine cone wars!
All sorts of toy guns that shot out pellets and the like (I wish I still had my Fanner 50's with the holsters and ammo -- worth a ton of money now).
I had one construction set that had a 110 volt motor with really crappy wiring.
How about going down steep, ice covered hills on those metal "flying saucers" with about 30 other insane kids on the same hill? You were a wuss if you didn't aim to go between the trees, over the "yump," and then through the ice/slush puddle at the bottom. No real directional control, the handlle/ropes got cut off quick, and a whole bunch of kids aiming for each other on these metal dishes. I didn't walk home until my feet were frozen and had turned blue. I couldn't walk without crying. Thawed them out and went back for more.
After the first or second time sledding down the hill, you learned how to stop before the chain link fence at the bottom. One hill had a wrought iron fence on a stone foundation at the bottom.
Snow balls, slush balls, and ice balls. Oh, my! Icieles and 1/2" sheets of ice made great weapons, too.
I had fire crackers that actually blew Corgie metal cars and trucks (larger and stronger than Matchbox by a huge amount) apart. Not just ripped them off of their frames, blew them a-p-a-r-t. I seem to recall they were 2" Flash Salutes. Fat, loud, bright flash, and a real short fuse that often went out and had to be re-lit. What more could a boy ask for? If one was good, four were much better, right? Blew the top of one toy ambulance about 15' in the air.
"Woah! Cool. Do it again. Nothing, Mom. Musta been a truck goin' by."