[ThrillKill]

I have to confess, it was me. Jealousy got the best of me and I flew first class to Anaheim after consulting with my spiritual adviser who informed me that you may or may not be attending a job fair somewhere there. The tricky part was sticking it into your tire at 75 mph. I hired a road crew to dig a pit across the highway and cover it with a Kevlar material and when the time was right I flipped up the Kevlar cover and punctured your tire. I knew which lane you would be in because of the helicopter support that was tracking your every move. All in all it cost me sixteen thousand dollars to pull off but that's ok because I have a job. I hope you can forgive me but I partially blame you for flaunting that big Sclass in my face.