I was only 6 years old when I won my first skiing competition. Beating the Swiss felt great, but it wasn't enough. I wanted more. First the alps, tomorrow the world.
It is probably a glitch. After winning in a skiiing competition against Norway, I discovered my true talent; playing the piano. I had enough time before being taken to the winners stand to compose a sonata. The Norwegian loser was in tears by the ends of it, and he is known for never showing emotion.
Nooo, it's my weakness, keep it away!
My name is Roderich Edelstein and this is my story.
At least it's not Arnold
At least it's not Arnold
Lander der Äcker, land der dome