So when I was about 4 or 5, I thought The Speed of Light and The Speed of Sound were two fictional characters racing each other for a long time up above the clouds and in space. I decided to join them in the "race" in the backyard. Since I wasn't near the expert on literally anything yet, I was going to bump into a tree, hoping it wouldn't get in my way. Little did I know I would have a Jupiter's red spot on my head. I cried for minutes, and told my parents I would never race or look at a tree again. I was a stupid child.