Wow does this bring back some memories. My sister and I each had a Super Soaker 50
when we were young. Had a lot of fun with those. But when I got older, however, is when the real squirt gun fun was had in my neighborhood. I should probably mention that I'm 23. Anyways, around about 4th and 5th grade was when it sort of became the official sport of my neighborhood during the warmer months. I'm guessing I was about 10 or 11. Judging by the release dates of these squirtguns, I'd say it was around 1996. There were lots of skirmishes that went on in the neighborhood between various people. But I spent the most time doing battle with my friend Sean and his father.
At this time, I only had one of those SS50s. Sean had this gun
and his father either had the same one, or one slightly bigger (I think his was bigger, but if it was, I can't find an image of it on that site). I was getting my butt handed to me. I don't remember what I was doing to earn money back then, but eventually I'd saved up quite a bit and was planning to buy a new gun. My family went to K-mart often, and on the very day I went to get a new gun, a brand new model was just released. The XXP 275
. My god was it huge! It was more expensive than the others, but I had to have it! I spent every last penny on that thing. I think it was around $25. That was a hell of a lot of money to me at 10 years old.
This thing was so big, that it had a shoulder strap. It was near impossible to use the thing without it. Two barrels, with settings to change the way it spayed. Held a TON of water. Had a gauge on it to tell you the water pressure. And you fired it by pulling back on this huge lever on the top. It felt like spraying a fire hose. Not only was I able to hold my own against Sean and his dad, but I became the king of the neighborhood.
By the end of that particular summer I was decked out. I had dug through some old toy boxes and found my sister's SS50. I couldn't find the tank for it, but luckily the "extra" tanks you could buy for one of the newer model guns fit it, and my father even replaced the rubber washer in it for me. For my birthday, my mother bought me this awesome (though not very powerful) voice-activated head-mounted squirtgun thing, with the water tank being a backpack. Basically, you yelled into the microphone and water shot forward, from the side of your head. I also picked up two of the less-crappy regular squirt gun pistols you could find just about anywhere.
Picture this: You're around 10 years old. You're at a playground with a bunch of other kids playing with squirt guns. You've got a decent enough gun. Not a crappy 99cent gun, but also nothing particularly special. Suddenly you see another ten year old kid running toward you holding a humongous squirtgun strapped over his shoulder. A water tank on his back with tubes running up to a strange headset-looking device strapped to his head. A custom-made belt holding two slightly smaller guns (both about the same size yours), one on each of his sides, and two even smaller pistols strapped to his ankles. What do you do?You run the other fucking way
, that's what you do.