My brother and I each had a Stomper truck and got many, many hours out having them drive over pencils and twigs. We only had the trucks, no playsets, but we didn't need them. We had a nice yard where we grew up so we had lots of challenges and race opportunities.
Maybe the playsets were for kids who lived in apartments or urban areas or something. Like you, our Stompers spent all of their time (a) outside stomping nature, (b) on the kitchen table climbing over random items, and (c) locked in a teacher's desk until school let out.
My brother and I each had a Stomper truck and got many, many hours out having them drive over pencils and twigs. We only had the trucks, no playsets, but we didn't need them. We had a nice yard where we grew up so we had lots of challenges and race opportunities.
Maybe the playsets were for kids who lived in apartments or urban areas or something. Like you, our Stompers spent all of their time (a) outside stomping nature, (b) on the kitchen table climbing over random items, and (c) locked in a teacher's desk until school let out.
I had a hand-me-down Stomper truck that my brother had. I loved it to death, and done the same things you described with setting up my own obstacles.
A hand-me-down Stomper is just one someone owned before-by-four.