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A big shiny black car nobody wants to be a passenger in.
A precious gift, yet it has no end, no beginning, and nothing in the middle.
Four kings of whom I am one lord. Often on deck but never on board. Though I have a large heart, I am always seen at war. During which I always wear a suit, but never a suit of armor. Who or what am I?
What tire doesnβt move when a car turns right?
You walk into a room with a match, a kerosene lamp and a fireplace. Which do you light first?
What flies without wings?