What? Lawn darts and cap pistols aren’t on the list?
Lawn darts as we remember them were outlawed way back.
I am 99% sure you can no longer buy lawn darts, and probably not cap pistols, either.
Cap Pistols?
Where are the AR’s???????
So many great toys, and still here!
Cap pistols? I reasoned that if one little cap made such a nice loud noise, how about taking a whole roll? Unfortunately, my method involved a claw hammer—not much standoff distance. When that hammer head impacted the cap roll just right, BOOM! Smoke and ringing in my ears! I do have tinnitus, but that’s prolly from heavy machinery and 105 tank guns. (Maybe some rock n’ roll in there, too)
Another great “toy” was a steam engine I received as a gift. It had a boiler, oiled pistons (use Singer oil), a whistle, and a firebox. Once I added the fuel brick and fired it up, would take a few minutes to get a full head of steam! Then release the pistons and blow the whistle. Could get that little toy just a screamin’! Of course, the best view was just a few inches away as it boiled up a head of steam! No accidents, thank GOD!
Another great “toy” were fireworks called Cracker Balls! Actually, an outstanding little firework. You’d buy a package of like 10 little balls of various colors, that ranged in size from a Kix cereal to a Sugar Pops pop. What you do, is throw them hard against a surface and they’d blow up. POP! And sand or some abrasive material would spray everywhere. You could feel it, but nothing too risky, if ya kept you eyes closed! So moving upward, if you tossed some balls in front of a moving car, simply driving over one would POP!, and the driver would pull over to check his tires! But that got boring, and we figured that all it took was some downward pressure and the ball would explode. So now, we’d place them under the toilet seat pads that keep the seat spaced above the bowl rim. Place a couple under those pads and wait for a victim. BAM! Hear a scream, if a woman, or cuss words if a man! The sand would spray the back of their legs! LOL! But as happens, all good things come to an end, as kids starting biting down on them. The Balls were quickly pulled off the market, and that was that!
What about B-B guns and sling shots?
All the boys in my 1960’s neighborhood had one or the other or both LOL!