Gary,

When you want to prove a point you really prove a point.  Alan and Murat were quite strange bed fellows.  They remind me of someone I knew back from high school.  A kid that just did not add up to any sense.  I do not remember his name, but let's name him Alan Armstrong.

Frist, he looked way older then a teenager and dressed in slacks and button up shirts like he was working in an office.  Also, he carried a brief case.  Korean male, hair slicked back, and very big and muscular to my surprise.

Second, he would always boast about his luxury cars and how many he had.  Porsches, Rolls Royces, Lamborghini, you name it, he had it.  The strange part was that he would always invite everyone to view his car that he drive to school that day.

So, one day I excepted his invitation.  We started to walk off campus during lunch heading for his car.  On the way, Alan seemed quite confused and disoriented.  He couldn't recall where he parked his car.  Then all of a sudden he remembered and started walking off in another direction only to go blank again.  Finally, he admitted that he forgot to bring his car today and next time he will bring it.

Alan, did this several times with the same result.  I never did get to see any of his nice cars.  That never stopped Alan though.

Sincerely,

Jin Hwang