It was in the winter of 1997, and he was still in school. We go with a friend past the house, from the window of the second floor a scream- "Hey fools go us" and disappears. A friend makes a big snow and in the fortress. We stood for a couple of minutes, I was waiting thinking the shots would go down and give, and under what pretext I dropped. Two years later, I went to Crimea in the summer. Drinks, walks and so on. One company, another, there talked, a guy from my city. Where from which area? I know this house, I was there a few years ago and I tell this story. He is in the cockpit! He tells his version. A couple of years ago in the winter, the parents are not at home, with friends eaten, I (He) smoke in the fortress go two-"Hey fools go on" and under the window. His friend just exploded to the window to add as he got a portion of snow in the fucking. They sit on the floor waiting when they get up and give them.