Paul,

I'll pass along your thoughtfulness to Jill.

I'm having harrowing flashbacks of the image of you blazing down the south shore, being "headed" straight to the bottom mark and ringing up VMG like a cash register.

You know the game "Chutes and Ladders"? Yesterday was like "Lifts and Headers," one minute you're way ahead; next you're way behind.

[Photo attached of the good 'ol days {for me} when you had the ol' main]