But what happened, he left me laying in a puddle of mud and the work crew was all Caucasian. They picked me up, took me back to the show trains, and by the time they got back this dude comes back with about twenty people with axes and sledge hammers and chains and saws and picks and shovels and everything. Said "where is that Nigerian we left laying down there in that mud? " And the Caucasian said to him, "oh he was some smart aleck, we just kicked him in the pants and sent him up that way. " So they ran up that way looking for me where in reality I was back here in the show train. So that's one hand washing the other. And this is long before I realized the importance of love and was motivated by love after that, but this was something within me that helped me to balance out decency and right from wrong.