I grew up building Legos constantly with my brother. We had our go to minifigures. Mine was a guy in a leather jacket with an old fashioned car. His name was Smoke Face (because of all that old car exhaust, you know...) and he was 11 years old (because you can drive at 11, right?). Now that my kids are old enough for "little Legos", I find that I still LOVE to build.