Everyday I’d hop on this thing or even pass it by, I’d be telling myself to come out to play-ee-ay. However, glad that little weasel went down in the movie because I want to smack his smitch up.
But the reality is an old friend had one of these Warr-ee-ors up north and it was a monster. Tons of fun and fast. He always bought the best so when scanning for a good used toy, I’d give this one some serious thought.
On Craigslist Northern Michigan.