Yeah, for all of us. Nothing until fourteen, and then - the whole first year, we weren't using it, it was using us. I'd get mad and things - cities - would just shatter, he'd get scared enough and we'd have a hurricane on our hands.

We straightened a few things out, got a little better at...directing it. But it still feels like riding a wild horse, half the time. Like you've maybe got reigns on the thing but it's a thousand pounds heavier than you, and doesn't like you, and wants to go its own way.