Beneath a sky awash with lightning strokes, a Ferrari raced along rain swollen streets. Lester Knight Chaykin was behind the wheel, listening to heavy metal riffs on a Classic Rock station; he had changed the dial when the other station played a flash flood warning one too many times for his liking. Lester could feel the speed of the car as a taut pressure against his entire body. He enjoyed it—Lester had never done anything slow in his life. It had taken him only four years to get his Doctorate; it had taken him a mere six weeks to write his thesis; and he had brought the world's most complex scientific experiment from concept to prototype in just sixteen months.