I collected these as a child; they preceded Hot Wheels cars by some years. It was always a thrill to go to the Toyland in Gainesville, Florida, and make my way to the back of the store where a glass case protected all of the Matchbox cars. I'd contemplate for minutes at a time, trying to figure out which one(s) I wanted my mother to buy for me.
Sadly, they're all gone now. A friend and I demolished them in a "smashup derby" that involved him squatting at one end of a sofa and I at the other; at the signal, we would send our cars hurtling the length of the couch to be destroyed in a head-on collision.
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