When I was about 11, the TV show Route 66 was huge. I had a friend who had a playhouse and that became our corvette as we drove his playhouse down the endless open road from one adventure to another.
"OK, pretend like this baseball glove is a bag of money that we see laying by the side of the road, and pretend like Davey is the bad guy who stole it and is looking for it, so we find it and take it to the cops only Davey finds out and comes after us etc..." Ah, those Summers that lasted so long that we would become bored, and out of this boredom we conjured high adventure.
Yes, I think we really were different than kids today, LH.