Remember when...?

I remember my first kit n it was a matchbox 1/72 lancaster, but then i played around with it too much, including literally trying to make it fly, n it pretty much got disintegrated.

using magic markers and finger paint to paint the models
also the car models were better too(the subjects that is)

I remember when a model cost .69 cents, Testor's paint cost .10 and a decent brush cost .05.
I remember swipping my dads lighter fluid to clean my brushes because the cleaner would cost me an extra dime!
I remember being grounded for a weekend because I spilled same lighter fluid on the dinning room table. (The mark is still there.)
I remember wishing I could do as good a job as the guys in the magazines.
I remember going to Squadron Shop in Hazel Park MI and just looking for hours.

Don

QUOTE: Originally posted by dkmacin I remember wishing I could do as good a job as the guys in the magazines. Don

I remember yesterday, too!

I remember my Mom yelling at me because her nail polish remover was now olive drab.

These are so funny!!

I remember.......hmmmmmmm
yeah throwing all my ships off the second story deck because my cousins knocked a few guns off.

painting all my aircraft carriers university colors and all the planes to them body one color wings another.

dad asking me which model I wanted for christmas the P-61 or the black bunny F-4, I chose the F-4

I remember geting the Verlinden Way volume II a few years ago and thinking I could not be that good but now I am.

I remember building armor and sticking the decals on with no paint since the plastic was already in the right color.

Also I remember before I found Dragon figers that the old 70s Tamiya figures were the best.

If I get going on this topic I may not be able to stop - but...

I remember heating up a kitchen knife on a stove burner and using it to flare over the ends of axles, so wheels would turn.

I remember Revell "Whip Flying" aircraft kits. Each came with a hole in one wingtip and a plastic bag containing a blob of modeling clay, a metal ring, and a piece of string. The clay was to weight the nose; the ring snapped into the wingtip hole, and the modeler tied the string to the ring, took the model out in the back yard, and swung the airplane around his head. (The instructions recommended building the landing gear in the retracted position. If one ignored the instructions, the first landing was guaranteed to produce a similar effect.) My friends and I quickly figured out that Revell kits weren't the only ones that could be "whip-flown." My ultimate achievement in that realm was an Aurora B-29, which was on about 1/64 scale. Whip-flying that big B-29 turned into a fascinating exercise in elementary physics. We had an old-fashioned rain water cistern in the back yard; the lid was held down by a granite boulder that nobody could lift. On its maiden flight that B-29, with about half a pound of clay in its nose, demonstrated that the diameter of the string needed to be proportional to the size of the aircraft. When the string broke, and the B-29 made a beeline for the boulder, the results were pretty spectacular.

I remember when I was building a Renwall Patton tank, and the hobby shop was out of Testor's "Flesh," but "Aircraft Cream" dope looked like pretty much the same thing, so I painted the faces of the crew members with dope, and...eeeeeeeewwwwwww....

QUOTE: Originally posted by dogleg86 I remember when I fought with one of my best friends because he took the pilot figure out of a little box-scale (Revell?) P-51 my Mom had just bought me at the store. I just remembered this because I am about to build my son's first P-51 model, and I almost left the pilot out, until I remembered just how important it was to me back then. I remember spending a week in the hospital for food poisoning, at probably age 5, and my Dad coming every day after work and building and painting a new model for me. I don't remember them all, but I remember an Aurora C-119 Flying Box Car, and a small F-4, that he painted in Vietnam camoflage colors for me, right there on my hospital bed. I played with those models for years. I wonder how he got away with all the fumes without getting in trouble with the nursing staff... Probably because the nurses' noses were shot from years of breathing in medicine fumes, cleaning solution fumes, anesthesia fumes, and fumes from stuff I can't elaborate on without grossing everybody out. Brian B.

I remember when Monogram made the best kits, Revell kits were garbage and everyone else were hopeless wannabes. Obviously I was pretty unenlightened back then.