During my whole childhood I played with cars, preferably on my special carpet featuring streets and houses. This was my little world in which I played all kind of imaginary scenes. I was the mayor of the town, I had a big family and of course everybody else had several nice cars. I stowed my cars in a special case with compartments for each car so they did not get damaged. A car with paint damages did not look high-end anymore. The older cars, the ones with paint and other damages, I sometimes took outside, in the sandpit.