...my drums. They were my first major purchase, at about age 13. So, yup. I owned them for about 20 years, and I hit them a lot, and they liked it. I think I got my money's worth. (And I think I'll buy new snazzy drums when we get to Spokane. Oh, yes. There will be new drums.)
In honor of their passing (into other hands),
here's a song I recorded with them back in the day. (Spiegel's basement. 1996 or '97.)

PS: Maybe later I'll scan a pic of the set in all its glory, six drums across the top, more cymbals, and 15 year old behind them. Depends on how much nostalgia energy I have to spare over the next week.