 We'd have the neighborhood football games where my dad could whistle. I've talked about this. And you could literally hear him, I think, a half mile away. And I'd hear that whistle. And we'd be right in the middle of the football game. And the guys would be like, come on, man. It's tied. And I'm like, man, I can't. I don't want that second whistle. That third one is deadly. I can't let it get to that second whistle. That means that dinner's ready. And I'd just start running.