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re: Are Traxxas RCs garbage?
Posted on 9/6/16 at 8:25 pm to Gaston
Posted on 9/6/16 at 8:25 pm to Gaston
I'll warn you what you're really in for.
He'll open it up, probably for Birthday, but maybe Christmas. The look on his face will probably be priceless, he'll be ecstatic.
You'll take it out, maybe to a high school parking lot on the weekend. He'll toodle around with it, but nothing too drastic. You'll ask if you can try it out, and like a gracious boy, he'll say "Sure Dad! Thanks for buying this for me!"
Then you'll start putting it around, start getting the hang of it and get a little more risky. And then, tragedy. You'll direct it at a curb while it's still at speed. You pull the trigger back, which instead of breaking as you intend, lurches the car forward. It hits the curb pretty hard and goes airborne. 'Lucky you' you think, as it floats midair in one whole piece, then it touches pavement and the front axle bursts into pieces. You'd be busting your gut if your son didn't literally scream and shite his pants right next to you.
He'll spend the next 10 minutes calling you a retarded **** as you collect the tiny pieces of his wrecked hopes and dreams. If you did a good job raising him, he'll ask you to call his mother to come pick him up because you "suck balls at driving".
In either case after having driven the RC car for 10 minutes, you'll spend the next two hours apologizing and researching which parts you'll have to buy. Then you spend the rest of your weekend finding a hobby store that carries the parts and repairing the damn thing.
Next weekend you'll take it out, find you made some errors installing in straightening out the new front steering and the car drives fine but lags to the right. At this point, not only have you wasted $200, but your son thinks you're a joke of a father. Your only hope is he's that 1 in 100,000 child that takes it to heart to figure out what's wrong himself. Of course, he'll grow up too awkward to ever ask a girl on a date, but who needs grandchildren when there are RC cars?
At least that's what happened to me when I asked my Dad to buy a decent RC car.
He'll open it up, probably for Birthday, but maybe Christmas. The look on his face will probably be priceless, he'll be ecstatic.
You'll take it out, maybe to a high school parking lot on the weekend. He'll toodle around with it, but nothing too drastic. You'll ask if you can try it out, and like a gracious boy, he'll say "Sure Dad! Thanks for buying this for me!"
Then you'll start putting it around, start getting the hang of it and get a little more risky. And then, tragedy. You'll direct it at a curb while it's still at speed. You pull the trigger back, which instead of breaking as you intend, lurches the car forward. It hits the curb pretty hard and goes airborne. 'Lucky you' you think, as it floats midair in one whole piece, then it touches pavement and the front axle bursts into pieces. You'd be busting your gut if your son didn't literally scream and shite his pants right next to you.
He'll spend the next 10 minutes calling you a retarded **** as you collect the tiny pieces of his wrecked hopes and dreams. If you did a good job raising him, he'll ask you to call his mother to come pick him up because you "suck balls at driving".
In either case after having driven the RC car for 10 minutes, you'll spend the next two hours apologizing and researching which parts you'll have to buy. Then you spend the rest of your weekend finding a hobby store that carries the parts and repairing the damn thing.
Next weekend you'll take it out, find you made some errors installing in straightening out the new front steering and the car drives fine but lags to the right. At this point, not only have you wasted $200, but your son thinks you're a joke of a father. Your only hope is he's that 1 in 100,000 child that takes it to heart to figure out what's wrong himself. Of course, he'll grow up too awkward to ever ask a girl on a date, but who needs grandchildren when there are RC cars?
At least that's what happened to me when I asked my Dad to buy a decent RC car.
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Posted on 9/6/16 at 8:37 pm to GoldenGuy
Posted on 9/6/16 at 8:40 pm to GoldenGuy
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GoldenGuy
Posted on 9/6/16 at 8:40 pm to GoldenGuy
Wrecking it is the fun part...I've always thought any RC you didn't build yourself was a POS, and traxxas sounds like a shitty brand.
My graduation present, for my 2nd LSU degree, was an RC car. Still have it, though I lost all of the running gear in Katrina.
4 stroke Kyosho.
My graduation present, for my 2nd LSU degree, was an RC car. Still have it, though I lost all of the running gear in Katrina.
4 stroke Kyosho.
Posted on 9/6/16 at 9:48 pm to GoldenGuy
quote:
I'll warn you what you're really in for.
He'll open it up, probably for Birthday, but maybe Christmas. The look on his face will probably be priceless, he'll be ecstatic.
You'll take it out, maybe to a high school parking lot on the weekend. He'll toodle around with it, but nothing too drastic. You'll ask if you can try it out, and like a gracious boy, he'll say "Sure Dad! Thanks for buying this for me!"
Then you'll start putting it around, start getting the hang of it and get a little more risky. And then, tragedy. You'll direct it at a curb while it's still at speed. You pull the trigger back, which instead of breaking as you intend, lurches the car forward. It hits the curb pretty hard and goes airborne. 'Lucky you' you think, as it floats midair in one whole piece, then it touches pavement and the front axle bursts into pieces. You'd be busting your gut if your son didn't literally scream and shite his pants right next to you.
He'll spend the next 10 minutes calling you a retarded **** as you collect the tiny pieces of his wrecked hopes and dreams. If you did a good job raising him, he'll ask you to call his mother to come pick him up because you "suck balls at driving".
In either case after having driven the RC car for 10 minutes, you'll spend the next two hours apologizing and researching which parts you'll have to buy. Then you spend the rest of your weekend finding a hobby store that carries the parts and repairing the damn thing.
Next weekend you'll take it out, find you made some errors installing in straightening out the new front steering and the car drives fine but lags to the right. At this point, not only have you wasted $200, but your son thinks you're a joke of a father. Your only hope is he's that 1 in 100,000 child that takes it to heart to figure out what's wrong himself. Of course, he'll grow up too awkward to ever ask a girl on a date, but who needs grandchildren when there are RC cars?
At least that's what happened to me when I asked my Dad to buy a decent RC car.
thank you. that was fricking awesome.
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