ooooohhh boy the guns we used to break...
We even had to resort to using the round flashing from the star trek model kits to constantly replace the front "stinger" of our star trek phasers. Eventually we ran out of round stock.
I remember playing with friends and all we would do was play army in the woods, cowpies were mines. Our friends dad even built a "canon" on an wooden wheeled axle for us to play with....
I do remember a blue Thompson SMG, and a few M-16's that made noise when you pulled the trigger, for a day or so. (did I mention my little brother broke everything I had???) I even think there may have been a plastic M-1 Garand, but I don't remember it having any moving parts. (it may not have been mine) I do remember having a few cap guns, and as I recall the reciprocating red plastic "flashes" from the barrel were underwhelming when they first came out. I know we had squirt guns, but none come to mind. (and I know we predated super soakers)
Our friends had a 1911 that felt like the real thing. Once we were going on vacation and it accidentally got caught in the edge of the VW hood, the gun squished in the grip area a little, but the thing stood straight up like it was on a mount on the hood. If it hadn't been pointing at the driver maybe mom would have left it there for a drive...
I also remember the pump shotgun that shot little plastic BB's, I remember covering the living room floor with bb's... Hmm why didn't mom let dad buy any more BB's for us???
in college I wound up with a revolver that shot a plastic bb from a "bullet", I saw the revolver in my boxes recently, but I don't think I have any bullets or bb's left.
Mom may not have approved of guns, (ask me sometime about her racoon hunt) but today I hunt with my father and father in law, so some good came of it. I knew better than to take a gun to school. But I did have a pocket knife whenever I had one.
Ahhhh, Thanks chadintex, for two things,
bringing back those childhood memories,
and
making me aware of what I need to provide to my child(ren) for their memories to start.
Gfrey