If the truth be known, one usually aquires a variety of nicknames throughout their life. One nickname I aquired is still a source of personal embarrassment. It was my first day on a new job. My first command was to jump into a ten ton dump truck, back it out of where it was parked, and park it, and come back and speak to the BOSS. I'd never in my life been in such a HUGE truck before. I managed to start it somehow, found reverse, tooted the horn, and floorboarded it! Whoever had parked it the night before had swung in at a steep angle, had left the wheels cocked at a sharp angle, and sure enough ... I smashed the staff car sitting beside me. After the mess was cleaned up, I had the thrill of walking into the BOSSES' office and inform him that I had just remodeled HIS CAR. From that day forward, and for the next six months, my name was ... "CRASH NELSON!" (the next nickname I earned while there was ... "THE MAD FINN!" CHEERS, bob