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When we were kids, my brother and I peeked into our Christmas stockings and realised we didn't like the version of Evel Knievel motorcycles we each got, so we switched them out.
Chopper for him, and regular for me.
Afterwards, even though I was happy with what I had, I didn't like not having the surprise feeling that went with it.
I try hard not to ruin it now.
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