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Message: Emoticon Listing HTML Help	[quote]The 'Exploding Battleship' i had as a present for somewhere around 7, 8 or 9 years old was a work of numerous, swiftly ricocheting blocks of wood, approximately 2 inches long, by an inch thick. A deadly piece of work if you didn't take cover behind the armchair as it exploded. It was around a foot and a half long, by about 6 inches wide and deep. A half inch wooden peg protruded out of its side. This is what you aimed at, from a safe distance, with the strong firing catapult gun which was provided with it. The ammunition was an half inch (seemed like it) diameter steel ball-bearing. Six times of pulling the gun's stiff loader back and it was wristy ache all the way. Not every shot hit the wooden plunger. It usually took several shots. There would be a sharp click, indicating it was time to dive for cover as the contraption then exploded into a mass of rapidly moving haphazard pieces of irregular shaped wooden pieces, flying in all directions round the room, literally richocheting of the parlour walls and door and anything else they could find. Eventually, as the tally of dents in the walls and door mounted, not to mention damaged wallpaper in various places, a halt was imposed on any further attacks from the ship. I wasn't quite sure whether to be sad or glad. Perhaps someone was really trying to tell me something? I survived. Azzabuv.[/quote]
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Azzabuv

This message was updated on 7/5/2005 3:38:09 PM by Azzabuv

Toys you had when young
replied on: 7/5/2005 3:37:30 PM

The 'Exploding Battleship' i had as a present for somewhere around 7, 8 or 9 years old was a work of numerous, swiftly ricocheting blocks of wood, approximately 2 inches long, by an inch thick. A deadly piece of work if you didn't take cover behind the armchair as it exploded.

It was around a foot and a half long, by about 6 inches wide and deep. A half inch wooden peg protruded out of its side. This is what you aimed at, from a safe distance, with the strong firing catapult gun which was provided with it. The ammunition was an half inch (seemed like it) diameter steel ball-bearing. Six times of pulling the gun's stiff loader back and it was wristy ache all the way.
Not every shot hit the wooden plunger. It usually took several shots. There would be a sharp click, indicating it was time to dive for cover as the contraption then exploded into a mass of rapidly moving haphazard pieces of irregular shaped wooden pieces, flying in all directions round the room, literally richocheting of the parlour walls and door and anything else they could find.

Eventually, as the tally of dents in the walls and door mounted, not to mention damaged wallpaper in various places, a halt was imposed on any further attacks from the ship. I wasn't quite sure whether to be sad or glad. Perhaps someone was really trying to tell me something? I survived.
Azzabuv.

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