The socially compliant but criminally indulgent fellow who had the necessity to study for an upcoming thing which was to validate his worth and abilities found it ever more necessary to find the most quiet secluded concentration inducing place nearby just as finding the darkest place to view the galaxy’s colors, the fellow drove far. He was driving within acceptable limits of speed passing all the outcroppings of changing terrain when another soul sped up and around him on a motorcycle from Japan. The jackass on the bike wrecked and became headless. The indulgent fellow pulled aside on the lonesome road with only the sound of his engine and Eurhythmics on cassette. Is it a crime to steal a head?
Two weeks later after an investigation had turned up nothing, the guy did an acceptable job on the thing he had and justified the things he did to that guy’s head.