A dream, a desire, a goal one can spend a life trying to achieve and at the end having not accomplished it still say, "this was a life well spent." Becoming Fett is, and should be, the goal of many a young man. To often a dream that is slowly eroded with the trials and tribulations of everyday life. The mundane slowly chipping away at ones resolve like the great rivers of this world slowly grinding away hardy banks. Not me. My resolve is granite. When life takes away from my journey to Boba, I bring sand bags to my river until flood that is my daily routine recedes. I am vigilant and the waters will never overtake me. If it takes to my last breath I will wear the Mandalorian Armor, I will take flight in the jet pack, I will fire the wrist rockets, I will go toe to toe with Solo, I will be the Fett.