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When I was a yute back in the age of steel cap guns inevitably led to BB guns - which in my neighborhood led to BB gun wars. Not actually wanting to brain anyone we slapped slabs of modeling clay to the gun stocks and would pinch off a BB size bit, roll it up round, blow it down the barrel then cock and fire. Clay pellets left a nice welt, but nobody ever had an eye put out.

We'd have battles that ran for half a day up and down the neighborhood on a New England street lined both sides with stone walls with gaps for the driveways. Tons of flanking maneuvers, countered by ambushes. Good lord those were fun times :D
 
We had this exact bike. My grandpa brought it home one day, I think it fell onto his truck at some terminal he delivered to. Same color except it was battle-scarred, and the rear wheels were wobbly with a few spokes missing which caused a wicked shimmy at top speed. That also gave it a lot of sway in the corners while making a getaway, or I could swerve it a bit one way then the other to tip it up on two wheels and really dazzle 'em on a fly by.

The wire basket was kinda bent up and there was a raggedy scrap of carpeting in it as a cushion, my younger brother Billy would sit in the basket indian-style facing backward as the tail gunner while I piloted. I only had two years on him, but I was tall enough to pedal it and he wasn't. He would shreek when I tipped it up in the turns but I never laid it over on him, though once or twice the basket would fall out with him in it. We rode that into our early teens when he grew too tall for the basket. Other times we used it to transport treasure and/or supplies back and forth to our fort and then later we both used it to deliver the Southtown Economist and the Pennysaver to several surrounding neighborhoods.

I bet we put more than a few thousand miles on that old bike.

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I love the smell of gunpowder in the morning. Smells like victory.
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Remember that feeling of loading up a roll and sliding that cover closed? Tuck it in my waist band and mount up on my schwinn tornado. I wonder if kids in other countries had cap guns or was it just us 'muricans?
Australia had them too!. We had the roll ones and also the round plastic ones that had 6 caps. Fun! Probably annoying for the neighbours haha
 
I remember the toy guns from when I was young, and when the gun broke, you could still make the strips explode by rubbing your nail over them....not US only, we had them in the Netherlands and i guess in most of europe.

for bikes, you aren't really dutch if you don't have an "omafiets" (literaly grandma bike), at some point during your youth/young adulthood.:
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Yes to remembering hitting the whole roll of caps with a hammer!

My BB gun experience was rather short lived. I guess I was maybe 8 or 10 years old when I found what was apparently my father's old BB gun in my grandparents basement. I ran around shooting it at things for a few hours before I eventually shot my sister in the butt. I don't know where that chrome plated machine gun looking BB gun ended up but I never saw it again.
 
Mighty Max anyone?

Had about 10 of these. The tv series was god awful of course lol
 

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Ah, cap guns. Bang, bang, bang! When we got tired of this, we'd ignite the caps with a rock quickly pulled or pushed against the cap.

This is another, apparently only boys understand similar to finding Benny Hill funny (as most woman roll their eyes). Taking the time to build a model car. Getting it all nice. Then loading it with firecrackers, lighting the firecrcakers and rolling the model car down the street. Blowed up real good.
 
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Yes definitely a learning curve, kind of a sidearm snap/flip of the wrist as you throw it. Mine did end up on a neighbor's roof!

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My brothers and I went through too many of these to count:
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And even more of these:
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The printing on the horizontal stabilizer reads "North Pacific" on one side and "Bend Oregon" on the other. I always wondered how to adjust it to go to either location, and how could it know the direction to go? No kidding.
Good times.
 
You can start a fire with them by running a rock across them. Not that we ever did that. Took too much work might as well steal a pack of matches everybody smoked.


what did you do? fill them with gas, and have a sparker ready to set them off? (damn, that WOULD have been f'n COOOL!) :mug:
 
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