I have some glimpses of my childhood days when I used to play with a flying disc. I still remember that was the only perfect circular thing in my house(according to my baby thoughts). My interest towards automobile especially bikes spiked up each year I celebrated my birthday. My father had a grey color scooter BAJAJ SUPER CHETAK to be précised on which all four of us used to travel the city. I used to occupy the front leg room portion of the scooter where I used to stand while holding the handle of the scooter for support. Today I have grown into a well healthy tall man and my dad often shares my childhood days with me. He mentions one habit of mine where I used to lock my eyes on a vehicle to swing my head along the motion on that vehicle as it crossed us. I remember once I saw that similar thing which I really thought was a flying disc on the front wheel of a bike. Actually it was not that toy disc but a mechanical heavy steel disc brake disc. Of course it is so lame to describe a d...