I am, quite obviously, a massive fan of Transformers, but I grew up in kind of a weird time for being a fan. Really, I'm just a LITTLE too young. I remember seeing my brother, who was six years older than I, get all of the coolest Transformers, and then by the time that I started being able to ask for Transformers for myself, the nature of Transformers had greatly changed. I have a great anecdotal story about him clipping Soundwave (arguably one of the coolest Transformers toys ever, which turned into a microcassette player) to his shorts and climbing a tree. He then proceeded to fall 30 feet out of that tree, and land on Soundwave, which poked him right in the kidney, and he peed blood for a week.
While I still have a great deal of fondness for them, Powermaster Optimus Prime is just not as cool of a toy as the original Optimus Prime. Notably, if you landed on Powermaster Optimus Prime, he probably wouldn't puncture your kidney, but the original Optimus Prime might have shattered and needed to be surgically removed. It was a different time.
I have so much fondness for the original Transformers, because much of my memory of them was either watching my brother play with his, or looking at the toy catalogs that came with them and trying to imagine, based off the pictures, how they transformed, and what they'd feel like. They were kind of a forbidden fruit, always out of reach. One of the few exceptions to this rule is Astrotrain: