I know what happened. You got spooked by a ghost when you were a little child, and pooped in your diaper. You never got over that. You spend your days as a mild-mannered beer delivery man .... but at night, the evil comes out. For you spend your night hunting and lurking after the ghost that scared you, with only one thing on your mind. Revenge. You spend every waking moment planning for that one brief second when you can slip up behind the ghost and yell,..... "BOO!"
For your sake, I hope he craps his pants......

Oh yeah, somewhere in there you managed to squeeze in a Neon and a SCCA championship also, but those things really aren't as important as getting your revenge....

Later, Not Quite QD.