When I was little, I used to pretend I was a superhero by stomping around the house with a wet towel as my cape. Nowadays, I fulfill the superhero urges I get after watching an action movie by driving aggressively, and pretending I'm racing the other drivers on the road.
No. I am not an 8-year-old boy.
But I know of something that your 8-year-old boy might like:
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