 I go, damn, maybe I'm showing my age. I figured he was going to go 58, 59, maybe on the high side 62. But he goes 70. Well, how do you know? He might have been one of those guys. His other job was to guess your age at a carnival. Well, I used to do that. Did you know that? Yeah. Yes. Yes. But so I looked at him and he goes, you want to guess mine? I go, OK, 72. He goes on 73.