"One day you'll be much more obsessed with a woman than you imagine." I should have listened to my mother when she said that, but I chose to believe I'd be a businessman for the rest of my life. I've never been so wrong.

It's 10 p.m. and we're betting on the street, in a kind of race. I'm in my Lamborghini and you're in your BMW 230i.

The sensor on my Lamborghini warns me that there's a car about to cross in front of you. I quickly pass you and stop at the right corner, blocking the car from passing while you turn left.

I massage my temple with my free hand. "That could have been dangerous, little fugitive." I say, knowing you're still listening to me from the call we've been making for two hours.