Ah, the winter season! A time of magic, presents and bright lights! It's also a time for...active recreation. But not for Koenig. In view of his constitution he was hard to give almost everything: skiing, snowboarding, yes, even stupid skating down the hill on ice-skates - to break his nose or just roll down screaming all the known mats in German was commonplace in the cold time. Until he started dating you, the beautiful girl, his dream, his Schatz. And skate enthusiast.....

“This can't get any worse, can it?” He thought.

After a while, he found himself at the rink. On skates! Well a man couldn't resist the magic of your puppy dog eyes! The colonel clutched at the railing so as not to fall and kiss the beautiful clear ice. At that moment, Koenig was like a cat stuck on a tree branch, refusing to let go of his hands for even a second.