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I had this toy that was basically a hot plate with a glass/plexi dome. I'd put a cube of plastic in it and watch it turn into a dinosaur or whatever. Then I'd heat it up and put it into a compactor to make it a cube again. It was fun for some reason.
Then came the Evel Knieval drywall-seeking motorcycle missiles...
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Bob S.
'87 911 ("Hardtop" per neighbor)
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