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Boy those were the days...
I'd lovingly put that model together...
Then fill it up with fire crackers and douse it with gas for that extra little something
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Don't get me started about how many models I shot up with my dad's Crossman 760 pellet gun, or how many I burned with Rossignol lighter fluid (As Beavis would say: FIRE! FIRE!). I almost ruined our backyard picnic table, made of redwood, burning "crashed" model airplanes with my buddies one summer night after dark. My mother was PISSED. "My TABLE!" Dad and I took apart and flipped the table top's boards and fixed it but that was the end of my junior-pyro days. Man, we had fun as kids.
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You guys were not alone... For a year or so my bedroom was a garage converted into a bedroom. It had a gas log fireplace for heating. My friend and I built a ramp and would put a dab of glue on a model car and light it, then turn on the gas in the fireplace and roll the model down the ramp and ......... Boom!! Timing was critical, I think we got lucky we didn't blow up the whole house!!
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Come on guys, some of you have to have pic's from way back when to share... My guess is Jeff had hair down to the middle of his back and wore tie died cloths and Charlie had the orig mullet!!
