When I was your age the streets were paved with gold. And what a nightmare that was. When it rained, water would fill the deep ruts that vehicles left in the soft metal; when it was sunny, the roads became so hot that they would melt your tires as you idled at a stoplight.
It always struck me as pretty stupid, not to mention expensive. So I decided to do something about it. That’s how I invented asphalt — and became the millionaire I am today.