This was the souvenir toy I brought back from Lego Land, California. I still remember the day I came back, I had already ripped open the box to start working on it. I had to have some help from my brother for a while, but after a few times, I got the hang of it. Even though I was in 2nd grade, with no homework, the project still took me over a month because it was so complicated. But after those days were over, I was drivin’ like a maniac.
I played with it every time my mom didn’t give me something to do, which was basically less than an hour everyday. Ah, youth is golden…so that meant about 5 hours for drag races, cool stunts, crashes, and my favorite, car washes.
After about 100 car washes, the little steering wheel started to get really sticky. But at that age, I didn’t know what was going on, so more times the little red Ferrari went into the shower. The pieces started to get lost and after a few more weeks, it wouldn’t even drive anymore. That was also the year my mom got my brother and I a computer. As more and more days pass, the thought of that little red car gets shoved farther and farther into the back of my mind as new computer games refresh it everyday. So now, that Californian souvenir just sits on the top shelf of my bookcase and collects dust.