ₜₒdₐy wₕₑₙ ᵢ wₐₗₖₑd ᵢₙₜₒ ₘy ₑcₒₙₒₘᵢcₛ cₗₐₛₛ ᵢ ₛₐw ₛₒₘₑₜₕᵢₙg ᵢ dᵣₑₐd ₑᵥₑᵣy ₜᵢₘₑ ᵢ cₗₒₛₑ ₘy ₑyₑₛ. ₛₒₘₑₒₙₑ ₕₐd bᵣₒᵤgₕₜ ₜₕₑᵢᵣ ₙₑw gₐₘᵢₙg ₗₐₚₜₒₚ ₜₒ cₗₐₛₛ. ₜₕₑ Fₒᵣₖₗᵢfₜ ₕₑ ᵤₛₑd ₜₒ bᵣᵢₙg ᵢₜ wₐₛ ₛₜᵢₗₗ ᵣᵤₙₙᵢₙg ᵢdₗₑ ₐₜ ₜₕₑ bₐcₖ. ᵢ ₛₜₐᵣₜₑd ₛwₑₐₜᵢₙg ₐₛ ᵢ ₛₐₜ dₒwₙ ₐₙd gₐzₑd ₒᵥₑᵣ ₐₜ ₜₕₑ ₇₀₀ₗb bₑₐₛₜ ₜₕₐₜ wₐₛ ₕᵢₛ ₗₐₚₜₒₚ. ₕₑ ₕₐd ₐₗᵣₑₐdy ᵣₑᵢₙfₒᵣcₑd ₕᵢₛ dₑₛₖ wᵢₜₕ ₛₜₑₑₗ ₛᵤₚₚₒᵣₜ bₑₐₘₛ ₐₙd wₐₛ ᵢₙ ₜₕₑ ₚᵣₒcₑₛₛ ₒf fᵢₙdᵢₙg ₐₙ ₒᵤₜₗₑₜ fₒᵣ ₐ ₚₒwₑᵣ cₐbₗₑ ₜₕᵢcₖₑᵣ ₜₕₐₙ ₐₘy ₛcₕᵤₘₑᵣ'ₛ ₜₕᵢgₕ. ᵢ ₛₜₐᵣₜ ₛₕₐₖᵢₙg. ᵢ ₖₑₑₚ ₜₑₗₗᵢₙg ₘyₛₑₗf ᵢ'ₘ gₒᵢₙg ₜₒ bₑ ₐₗᵣᵢgₕₜ ₐₙd ₜₕₐₜ ₜₕₑᵣₑ'ₛ ₙₒₜₕᵢₙg ₜₒ wₒᵣᵣy ₐbₒᵤₜ. ₕₑ ₛₒₘₑₕₒw fᵢₙdₛ ₐ fᵤcₖᵢₙg ₒᵤₜₗₑₜ. ₜₑₐᵣₛ ₐᵣₑ ᵣᵤₙₙᵢₙg dₒwₙ ₘy cₕₑₑₖₛ ₐₛ ᵢ ₛₑₙd ₘy ₗₐₛₜ ₜₑₓₜₛ ₜₒ ₘy fₐₘᵢₗy ₛₐyᵢₙg ᵢ ₗₒᵥₑ ₜₕₑₘ. ₜₕₑ ₜₑₐcₕₑᵣ ₛₜₐᵣₜₛ ₜₕₑ ₗₑcₜᵤᵣₑ, ₐₙd ₜₕₑ ₛₜᵤdₑₙₜ ₜᵤᵣₙₛ ₕᵢₛ ₗₐₚₜₒₚ ₒₙ. ₜₕₑ cₒₗₒᵣₑd ₗᵢgₕₜₛ ₒₙ ₕᵢₛ ᵣGB Bₐcₖₗᵢₜ ₖₑybₒₐᵣd fₗₐᵣₑ ₜₒ ₗᵢfₑ ₗᵢₖₑ ₐ ₙᵤcₗₑₐᵣ fₗₐₛₕ, ₐₙd ₐ dₑₑₚ ₕᵤₘₘᵢₙg fᵢₗₗₛ ₘy ₑₐᵣₛ ₐₙd ₛₕₐₖₑₛ ₘy ᵥₑᵣy ₛₒᵤₗ. ₜₕₑ ₑₙₜᵢᵣₑ cᵢₜy ₚₒwₑᵣ gᵣᵢd gₒₑₛ dₐᵣₖ. ₜₕₑ cₗₐₛₛᵣₒₒₘ bₑgᵢₙₛ ₜₒ ₛₕₐₖₑ ₐₛ ₜₕₑ ₘₐₛₛᵢᵥₑ fₐₙₛ bₑgᵢₙ ₜₒ ₛₚᵢₙ. ᵢₙ ₘₑᵣₑ ₛₑcₒₙdₛ ₘy wₒᵣₗd ₕₐₛ gₒₙₑ fᵣₒₘ ᵥᵢbᵣₐₙₜ ₗᵢfₑ, ₜₒ ₐ dₐᵣₖ, ₑₐᵣₜₕ ₛₕₐₜₜₑᵣᵢₙg ᵥₒᵢd wₕₑᵣₑ ₘy bₒdy ᵢₛ gₑₜₜᵢₙg ₜₒᵣₙ ₐₚₐᵣₜ by ₜₕₑ ₁₅₀ₘₚₕ gₐₗₑ fₒᵣcₑ wᵢₙdₛ ₐₙd ₜₕₑ ₅₀₀ dₑcᵢbₑₗ gᵣₒₐₙ ₒf ₜₕₑ cₒₒₗᵢₙg fₐₙₛ. ₐₛ ₘy bₒdy fᵢₙₐₗₗy ₛᵤᵣᵣₑₙdₑᵣₛ, ᵢ wₑₑₚ, ₐₛ ₘy ₛcₕₒₒₗ ₐₙd ₘy cᵢₜy gₒ ᵤₙdₑᵣ. ᵢ fᵤcₖᵢₙg ₕₐₜₑ gₐₘᵢₙg ₗₐₚₜₒₚₛ.