I’ve just finished my very first LEGO set at the age of 26. I built it over four days and enjoyed it immensely. Being a fan of the series and the movies made the experience even more exciting. Both the process and the final result were fantastic—I totally understand LEGO addicts now. 🤌

The only thing that spoiled the experience for me was that there were exactly five missing pieces. Three of them were critical—I told myself “fine,” patched things up somehow and kept going—but near the end, two more pieces were missing. Luckily, they were in spots that aren’t very visible, and I had a few extra parts, so I managed to improvise and finish it. Still, I really didn’t expect missing pieces at all, and it definitely killed some of my excitement. It feels strange to have this...