Rather than the ordinary sales pitch, I’ll relay a story.

I was about 14 or 15 years old when this happened. The school bell rang, and I separated myself from all my friends who were going home to play the new WWE game. I found myself at the local playground, and couldn’t help but see this magnificent pink play house isolated in the centre. Rather than going in, I thought, “I wonder what it looks like on the top?“ So I climbed that house, and for a split second, took in the view. That view was abruptly taken away as I lost my balance, and found myself falling backwards, eventually smashing my skull against a sharp angled gate. I woke up with vampire-worthy red juice all over my shirt. I didn’t feel anything though, all I thought about was getting back to the top. Take what you may from this story, just know, I’ll never quit.