There is a certain smell to an empty basketball gym at the beginning of the season or school year. It’s just as the lights are turned on in the morning, the floors are freshly waxed, and a cart full of new basketballs are rolled out onto the floor. That’s the smell of this candle. You get it all. That certain new basketball leather smell. The hardwoods, the wax, the rubber from the soles of shoes squeaking and echoing in the air. Not much of a cold through in our experience but the projection is pretty present and consistent while burning but never over-powering.