"James, I am sorry I put my tentacles of destruction on you. We were much younger barbarians at the gate, destroying America by utilizing our super conductor super collider, back then. I had just thought, that this is skateboarding - we are the kids in Emerica. Maybe we were just a bunch of ravers? The sweet sounds of rolling thunder, as I stroll through the thoughts in my mind field.... I thought this part of my past would go sight unseen, alas, this is the end. What a wild ride. Stay Gold, James. "