Every one, of every age, has toys. As you get older, so dose your toys. When I was a child, I loved games. My favorite toy was my chessboard. When I was a teenager, I had my deck and disk. And now, my favorite toy happens to be a 17 million dollar jet that looks like a dragon.
The idea for the jet came to me in a dream. Mokuba and I, 7 and 12 years old, are on the balcony that is out side of his room. Then this big, beautiful shinning dragon, flys up to us. I help Mokuba up first, then I get on. We fly all night and into the morning, far far away from our life and our stepfather. It was a wonderful dream… I used to have it all the time. I never have it anymore… I live it instead.
"Come on! Let me drive!" He can fly, I've thought him. He's flown a jet liner, a 747, but this is alitte bit harder to handle, so I wont let him fly it, not yet.
"Not yet." He seams upset, but I think that he's just fine riding in his seat. It has two seats. It will have two seats forever, just us two. So we get in our jet, and fly, all over the world, together, just us.
Have you ever gotten in a car, and drove faster than possible, faster and faster. And then you swear, that no matter fast you go that somehow, you can go faster. And you do. You go faster than anyone else. That's how I feel when I fly… a speed junkie.