BEYOND COMPARE
When I was a small boy, I had medium-sized hopes and big dreams. I also had a big fleet of Matchbox die-cast toy cars of different colours, makes and models (a big fleet in my small-boy days meant about 50 vehicles).
Of course, I loved to play with those cars – “driving” them on the living room floor, “parking” them properly and sending them for regular “servicing” (which would be done by my mechanic persona, whose name was David Tin).
I also liked to imagine scenarios involving the little rides, mostly “bad guys versus good guys” car chases/ crashes. The bad guys sometimes won, but the good guys always lived to drive another day.
On non-driving play days, I would compare the different toy car designs – styling,…
