I loved Hot Wheels as a child. I guess, all the kids of 1990s had the same feeling. I remember that I used to get one—from mother—each time I passed a school examination.
I used to play with them for hours together and still have most of them with me. I was such a passionate car-monger as a child but a completely opposite person as I grew up or let’s say as I grew old.
Nevertheless, the past glory always makes me feel nostalgic and also reminds of my deceased parents. BTW, how fun it would me if mother suddenly rose from the ashes to gift me for the recent examination—of life—I just passed!?