 You know what? That was a whole other generation. That's like the story about Uncle Steve when he was learning to pilot before he went overseas and he had to pass solo. He showed up late and the plane wasn't running and he had to hand crank the plane and jump in as it was rolling down the runway. I still always think about him chasing the plane down the runway, climbing in at the last minute and getting airborne. That was Uncle Steve. God love him. God rest in peace.