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Originally posted by K-Wise
Asta!!
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Deathrace 2000, anyone?
For me, Legos were always a favorite. I could and did build damn near anything with them; my parents once came home to find that their 8-year-old son had dragged a ladder up the stairs and built a tower to the ceiling. I don't mean almost to the top, I mean wedged between the floor and ceiling. After that incident, my parents had a little talk with me about the proper use of the ladder (with a bit thrown in about responsible use of power tools, ubt that's a different story,) I had to stack up chairs and boxes to get that high.
Hell, I still play with legos. In high school, I'd keep the box in the trunk of the car (we're talking about a 3'x2'x1' box, not just a small one,) and take them out at a friend's house and we'd build various huge structures. At that point, it wasn't just little kid-style Lego buildings, it was more of a combination of an architecture contest and something resembling the Warhammer game.
Another favorite of mine was to wire up firecrackers to model rocket igniters that I got in bulk for a few cents a piece at a flea market and take short video clips of squads of army men being blown up. The zoom on that camcorder was pretty good for its time.