Shall I compare you to the copy of Metroid I got on my 8th Chanukah? You’re shinier new, more supremely captivating, more layered, more fun.
Shall I compare you to beating Twilight Princess? You are more stunning, more rewarding, more magnificently detailed.
Shall I compare you to Gizmos and Gadgets? You are more complex, more robust, more challenging and intricate, I could search the corridors of your mind forever and never piece it all together: but I would take the time to clock the hours, each millisecond made magnificent at the prospect of your being mine.
An Oral Carload 