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Stadium

Tanton

Published: Apr 1, 2011

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Description

Not real size, that would be a far to big experiment, but still a rather large structure.

And it helps me fulfill my great dream of walking onto a great stadium!

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1600x900px 503.85 KB

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DGrayManDude

Apr 2, 2011

This IS impressive

But, the thing that gets me is that this is made from wood.
Now, I am not the most talented of builders and you may have chose not to make it from cobblestone.

Wood BURNS D:

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