I remember strolling through the mall on the third day of what I knew was yet another doomed quit attempt and seeing a kiosk selling little kits with two cig-alikes. The proprietor told me a bunch of lies about performance and satisfaction, so, being desperate, I complied when he instructed me to bend over and back up to the cash register. I remember three days later thinking "Hey, this is actually working, sort of." I remember a few days after that thinking, "Hey, this is not working at all, but before I give in to the monkey, I'm going to go online and see if anybody has hacked these things over the acceptability line. I remember finding the ECF and being gently encouraged to get a "Riva" battery and some stronger juice, use snuss or whatever it took to stay off the "stinkies." I remember getting a Provari after about four rounds of Rivas. I remember thinking, "Wow, I haven't smoked a cigarette in over a year!" But, everything since then is kind of blurry.