My brother, after some rooting around earlier in the week, dug up his old radio controlled truck for Mikey to play with while we are staying here in England. Mikey hasn’t played with one before, our apartment is too small to really drive one anywhere inside and the lack of a backyard at home is a factor too.
It probably wouldn’t be so much fun for Mikey anyway, as driving his Uncle’s radio control truck along the grass in the garden and down the steps onto Grandma’s patio. He still hasn’t quite got the hang of steering yet though.
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