Just between you and me (I don’t want this to go public) – If you had a web-cam set up in my house, you would know that when I’m not eating or sleeping, and I’m not at my computer, I’m probably in front of my Playstation – and between 3 and 8 PM, I’m probably there with my seven-year-old son.
As it happens, we were playing a racing game called Gran Turismo and I had just won a race using my son’s favorite car, called a "Tickford." Now, I sometimes keep a car for sentimental reasons, such as, I always wanted to have that car in real life, but for the most part – in game – I select my favorites based on how well they will compete in races. He, on the other hand, selects his favorites based on how cool they are, i.e., "that green one has a cool orange stripe!"
The prize for this particular victory was a car we absolutely needed to compete in a model-specific race; and a promising one, if tuned correctly. But – you guessed it: he didn’t like the car’s appearance. After some convincing, he decided to try the car out on a test track…