And it was in that newspaper, that little dinky newspaper. That's how I got my start, I tell you. My brother went on to just do all kinds of stuff with bikes. And one day I run in the house and I say, mom, he fell off his bike. He slid. And she said, did he get any blood on his shirt? She just wanted to know if he messed up the shirt she just bought. Anyway, such is life. Love that job