Papula taught me to ride a machine.
After another trip he says to me, "Let's go see on the video recorder, how you went, I'll tell you all the mistakes again."
Then we sit down and look at this dialogue:
I: Something you have wrongly installed the registrator, too low, the sky is not visible.
Q: Why do you have heaven? Look at the road.
I: Why why? Suddenly a meteorite.