I am a simple man. I only require food, water and the most aerodynamic flying device money can buy. Now, I was feeling particularly zesty and decided to purchase this fine piece of equipment. I figured it would make a splendiferous addition to my frisbee collection (I have been playing competitive frisbee for over sixty years) but little did I know it would become the crown jewel. I suppose a dash of serendipity is always welcome in life. The packaging was, I must say, very aesthetically pleasing, I especially liked that character on the front, what a jolly little fellow he is. When I opened the box, I was greeted with two ordinary appearing hollow circles. An uneducated fool I was, assuming them to be simple frisbees, ones you could construct with two paper plates and a pair of scissors. No, these are “Activ Flyers”, the distinction is paramount. And active it certainly was. As soon as that vibrantly coloured plastic tasted the air, I knew. It glided through the gentle gale like the slippers of a disgruntled mother, smooth and precise. As I ran eagerly to retrieve the flyer, I felt young again for the first time in fifty seven years. I examined it as I picked it up, the plastic was as soft as pillows stuffed with goose feathers, light and airy just as advertised. It brought me no pain, in fact, the opposite rings true. I would give this product five stars, however, I ran over one with my purebred Arabian stallion and it snapped, so I’ll settle for four. Rest assured, the other is kept secured, in a glass display case as the centrepiece of my collection, where it belongs.