My late friend Doris gave me this small souvenir. The train is a laser etched image and the stand is milled from synthetic marble.
I gave it to a friend when she took a photo class in college back in 1996. They recently had a burglary and asked me to document the damage. There on the bookshelf was my once-prized baby with the tungsten case. What kind of stupid burglar passes up such a treasure to steal an Xbox?