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When I was in grade school, my uncle (who is 10 years older than me) had a little bucket filled with Hot Wheels in his closet. I visited my grandmother's house often and he was frequently out doing teenager things, so I would sneak in there and play with the cars. I loved them so much! He would never let me play with them if I asked, so I sneaked into them often. As an adult, I finally claimed them from my grandmother's since he left them behind. They are among my most treasured possessions.
- Despi, Indianapolis
This story was submitted as part of the 100 Toys Project at The Children's Museum of Indianapolis. Vote for your favorite and share a toy memory through Aug. 17, 2012.
