[puppster]

When I was a kid growing up in the 70's, we had a radio flyer wagon, it was a horrible 60's green/gold color (not even the nice red color) I remember riding down hills in that thing, trying to steer with the handle that was pulled back into the wagon with me, but at totally the wrong angle to have any control over the front wheels. It was a thrill everytime, whether I ended up flying out and into the grass, or if I made it across the finish line in my mind. It was pure fun. You could do alone, or with your best friend, it really didn't matter.