Behold the dapper man in robotic space armour who looks like he just stepped off a sci-fi movie set from the '60s—complete with a headlight...as in...an actual light in his head . His gorgeous tin design gleams under the light, a splendid fusion of retro aesthetics and futuristic dreams.
Strapped to his back are two hefty missiles, ready to launch at the press of a button. It's like having your own personal space militia, only less intimidating and fun to play with. And what's that on his chest? A countdown clock timer that promises to add an air of suspense to every playful skirmish. What exactly is he counting down to? Rocket launch i presume, or maybe he is heating up his lunch in the microwave.
Robot is in NM condition
Behold the dapper man in robotic space armour who looks like he just stepped off a sci-fi movie set from the '60s—complete with a headlight...as in...an actual light in his head . His gorgeous tin design gleams under the light, a splendid fusion of retro aesthetics and futuristic dreams.
Strapped to his back are two hefty missiles, ready to launch at the press of a button. It's like having your own personal space militia, only less intimidating and fun to play with. And what's that on his chest? A countdown clock timer that promises to add an air of suspense to every playful skirmish. What exactly is he counting down to? Rocket launch i presume, or maybe he is heating up his lunch in the microwave.
Robot is in NM condition