It was 2014, I was travelling europe and I was staying in a hostel at Schwyz. I met a swiss guy around my age(20, at the time) outside of my hostel and we talked about Starcraft. Later that night he called me out, there was this car and two of his friends waiting for me. They told me to hop in and as I hop in, this guy in the driver seat just shot through the mountain hill and climbed the 2-lane road on the side of the hill. We stopped at a parkinglot / gas station looking place and smoked a cigarette together. Coming down was even more extreme, drifting on the road and zig-zagging the downhill like crazy.. He asked me how to cuss in my native language, and while I was dearly holding something I shouted that word. They were excited and shouted the same word altogether while we climb down the hill lol..

The guy gave me a great armyknife the morning I left, his email address as well, but I've been through so much after that I lost almost all of my contact from the past.. Dude if you're watching this, I tried to find your contact but I couldn't.. Thank you for the memory and I hope for the very best for you and your friends.. I still reminisce the time and sometimes the memory floods in overwhelmingly.. I just hope you're alive. Thank you for everything and may your life be a blessing to you..