when i think of all the shit i used to have, its good to know i'm not the only one whos toys didnt survive childhood. along with my busting them, my parents couldn't wait to get rid of stuff. relatives, charity...ugh.
one thing i do remember from when i was very young, was this black wheeled cannon that fired big styrofoam type balls. i seem to recall a ramroad too...but am sketchy on the details. i got it for christmas when i was probably 3,4?
i remember loading that thing up and just firing all over the house. but particualry into the kitchen while my mom was in there tinkering. it had some pretty good range. oddly enough it just kind of disappeared one day. my parents still dont recall what happend.