- Someday, on a Sunday afternoon, the daughter suddenly remembered that tomorrow you must OBLIGATELY bring a deal on the topic of "Safety of traffic". In order to quickly get rid of the problem, we send dad to the city, buy mini-figures of cars and humans, we remain to make the road canvas, with sidewalks, pedestrian crossing and lighting. Our father comes and brings machines and soldiers :shock: I, he says, the whole market has gone by, there were only soldiers and Indians.
We selected from the statue of soldiers those who are in a vertical position. They were soldiers struck with a grenade.
The result: the machines burn the red light of the light, they, as appropriate, stopped at the pedestrian crossing, on the crossing, pedestrians in soldier shape, stumbling on the standing cars with a grenade.

In Moscow, the Indians would be more likely.

I went shopping for people. She gave her daughter boxes of medicines so that she could glue them in the form of cars. My daughter also lulled. There were medicines on the road, but there were no people.