If it was like mine, it started off silver, but over the years, with all the knocks, it ended up a steel grey. Strangely I was one of those kids that looks after his toys really well, but for some reason my car collection was wrecked. That's probably why my Dad rarely let me get these two out of their boxes. Still have these.
I’ve still got a love of matchbox cars, I can’t see them being worth much, they were played with and no boxes
Those weapons were brilliant. The only thing that could stop them was your Mam saying "Don't fire that thing in the house!"
My late* mechanic brother in law was once sorting a misfire on our old band transit van and had me sat in the driver's seat turning the engine over when he shouted 'go'. He had a plug and lead in his hand between times to check the spark . Unfortunately, I misheard and thought he had shouted 'now' so turned the engine over. There was a very loud bang as my brother in law cracked his head on the underside of the bonnet followed by the bonnet lid coming down on his head. He came storming round calling me names that , at the tender age of 19 (I had a sheltered upbringing) I had never heard before or since and then...... he hit me!! Given his reaction it is clear holding onto a connected spark plug whilst turning the engine over is quite a painful and not recommended. I also recall he threatened to insert it somewhere whilst starting the van * nothing to do with me
This one had dice that could give you a cup upset with the 3rd division dice having a 5 on it and 2 0s. The division 1 dice had 2 4s but no 5. A good game.
Anyone remember a game called "Battle of the Little Big Horn"? It was a board game with General Custer's 7th Cavalry v Sitting Bulls Indian (now Native American) tribes. Of course in the game Custer had the chance of winning.