One Christmas, Santa brought my oldest son a ride-on train. It made train noises as it went in circles along the track. He was five years old and the engineer of his own train.
Until it caught on fire. After a couple of laps, there was smoke. Then sparks came out of the side. Next was a flame. I knocked Jaden off the train, picked it up, ran it outside, and threw it in the yard.
Luckily, Santa got the train at Toys R Us and we got a refund. I believe we bought some legos.