Wow, as a child we were very poor, my dad left to early to remember so with a single income family and four kids our Christmas's we never "great" I never had cool toys.
One day I was helping the lady that owned the trailer park we lived in moving groceries from her car to her house, I was ten, and while dropping groceries in her kitchen the bandit commercial came on and stopped me dead in my tracks, she apparently saw this, the next month was Christmas and there was a box on the steps outside Christmas morning and it was for me, it was a bandit... She never admitted to buying it but I know she did, that was the highlight of my childhood, that truck meant everything to me, I'm 28 now and I told my wife no matter what it takes, one day I will have another bandit.