The Big WheelEvery kid grow­ing up in the 80s owned a Big Wheel. It didn’t mat­ter what region or coun­try you resided in, you had to have one. They were the qui­nessen­tial toy for any grow­ing child to show off to his neigh­bor­hood pals and mut­ter under his or her breath, “Yeah, I’m big and here’s proof.”

I think I was the owner of a Trans­form­ers Big Wheel and a Knight Rider KITT ver­sion. Although, much to my dis­ap­point­ment, it never talked back in that spiffy Eng­lish accent sadly.

The best part of the Big Wheel was — hands down — the plas­tic tires. You could run over any­thing in the road or side­walk and wouldn’t have to worry about get­ting a flat. I used to turn it upside down and pre­tend it was a miss­ing piece of some gigan­tic NASA engine. I’d spin the ped­dles as fast as they could go and “revv” up the “engine” part.

Sure, Big Wheels exist today — but noth­ing like those of yesteryear.