I’m constantly picking up after the kids. Every once in a while instead of being frustrated with the mess, I find something that makes me smile. For instance, I might open a drawer and find some kind of combat figurine aiming a fantastic assault weapon at my head. Or pulling weeds in the yard I may find a hot wheels buried in the dirt. What were they thinking?! Well, this time I couldn’t be more proud. Right after I put them down for their afternoon nap I found this on the arm of the couch during clean up duty
That’s one of the early ones with the gray wheels. I think by about ‘60-‘62 they were using black wheels.