Well there you go. I never knew anyone who ended up with one of these--just as every comic I own from the 60s is not missing a coupon for 1 free ride on the Caterpillar at Palisades Park NJ--but there is one on display in a space museum out near the old Grisson AFB in Indiana. Nice looking thing. Better than getting a BB Gun or a Daisy rifle or a Terror doll. But face it, if I had one of those as a kid, there'd be a knock on the door from Death, informing my folks that they'd find my nowhere-near-looking like Sean Connery body out in the gravel field behind the bowling alley.
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where's my jetpack they promised me? or at least that flying boat that the man from glad flew around in
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