I woke up early to go to the bathroom. It's 3:25 am.
"Time to check unread threads," I said to myself, as per my usual routine.
Now, here I am, crying for joy as I read these results.
My leg is going numb.
Thank you for your very, very gracious raffle.
Now I have a reason to unplug the NEC and plug in the FEKA.
Blasphemy.
Delicious, sweet blasphemy.
Thank you, comrade.