He can fight with our police. I just moved to the US. One day I was driving and I got pulled over by policemen in America. They make it a game show where you've got to try and figure out what's going on. In South Africa it's simple, straight to the point. Get pulled over, Metro Police comes there, he tells you. My friend, US Biting. License, letter, letter, letter, license. That's no seat belt. Come on man, come on. Don't come on, nothing here. Sit belt, turn that. Let it license, let it license. In America they don't play that game. Police went walked up to my window, I was sitting in the car, got up there. Afternoon sir. Good afternoon. Sir, do you know why I pulled you over? Shouldn't you know why? Why are you asking me? I know, I don't know. Sorry, what did you say? I said I don't know why you pulled me over. I pulled you over sir because you were speeding. Well okay, I didn't know. Do you know how fast you were going sir? Did you not check your notes before you came in? I feel like this is part of your, now I'm doing your job and my job at the same time.