Me, around the age of 5, rocking a bowl cut, Little Rascals shirt and riding in my new Batmobile.
My brother and I both got Batmobiles, though I'm sure we did nothing to deserve them. These peddle-powered cars met an untimely end when someone climbed over the fence in our back yard, vandalized them and tossed them over a nearby fence. We didn't live in a very nice neighborhood.
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