 Two weeks ago, I've got to catch a flight. I've got about an hour and a half. We're transitioning some things, and I'm having to cover some things that I normally don't cover. I was almost out of gas. I pull into an Exxon station. I put the deal in the tank. I jump back in the car. I'm looking at my daytime. I'm thinking, all right, if I do this and this, I can still get to the airport. And I'm trying to sort this. And I got it clear in my mind. I said, great, let's go. Boom, I drive off, and I still got the thing hanging out of the side of my tank. And I thought, you know, Steve...