We all did this, right?
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My childhood had some guy surfing on the power lines.
wrote on last edited by [email protected]omg mine was inspired by Jet Set radio characters, grinding on the power lines, rooftops & whatnot ! quite close
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Fuck, I still do
It was Mario, represented by a dirty spot or water droplet on the window, who would be made to jump over things by moving my head up and down
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I usually either imagined a dirt bike or it was Spider-Man or the Hulk
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I always wanted to go here:
Just follow them on and on until I reached some presumably paradisaical location.
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No, all of ya'll are crazy. The dot of dirt on the window was the aiming device for a laser, and you had to use it to cut all the electrical wires without cutting trees or the poles, because those are wood and it would start a fire.
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No I was imagining a rod of destruction sticking out the side of the car, and whenever it hit a building we were driving past it would annihilate the building like the juggernaut ran through it.
... isn't that what normal kids thought about?
I had imagined a laser beam slicing everything too
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I always wanted to go here:
Just follow them on and on until I reached some presumably paradisaical location.
Seattle has a park/trail like this
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I took my Dramamine so I could read without vomiting.
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I only see my imaginary friend when I take too much Benadryl
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What do you mean "did"!
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I had a blade extending from my hand and cut down everything we passed like telephone poles and trees and mailboxes but I couldn't let it touch metal so I had to angle my hand up if we passed anything like that.
Similar, I had lasers coming out of the side mirrors but would have to take my hand off the “button” so it wouldn’t cut down the signs, telephone poles, mailboxes, people, etc.
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It was the line painted on the side of the road that was zooming this way and that to keep up with the car. Sometimes it would snake away to a rest stop and then merge with us again after the exit.
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You guys got a window seat?
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Mine was an imaginary me on a dirt bike doing sick jumps
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Parkour wasn't a thing when I was 10, for me it was Strider running along with the car and slashing stuff.
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I always imagined a ninja doing flips and shit.
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hell yes! I'm my case, I rode a dirt bike just next to the highway jumping overpasses, dodging trees and whatever else I needed to do to keep pace with the car without crashing
same here. For my dad it was skiing
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Damn, I thought I was the only one...
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I only see my imaginary friend when I take too much Benadryl
Nightmare fuel, thanks
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Mine was an invisible flying squirrel jumping and gliding between tree tops at 110 km/h...
