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The first ski descent
of K2 would be a monumental event.

No one has yet proven
that it's possible,

that it could be done without dying.

To do it without using any
supplemental oxygen

seems pretty unachievable.

Andrzej, do you copy?

- What's up?
- Where are you?

Approaching Camp 4. Zero visibility.

I can't ski in these conditions.

You need to get
the f**k out of there,

a cold front is coming,
it'll be a massacre.

Andrzej, you need to make a decision.

I'm going down.

There is something about K2

that makes your heart
kind of skip a beat.

I think about it
all the time. It's this beautiful,

incredible mountain
that just draws you in.

Even for real,
core, authentic climbers

this is the dream mountain,
the hardest one.

K2 is an incredibly...

scary mountain.

There have been so many
accidents, so many fatalities.

One in four people
that have climbed K2 don't come back.

I've been a professional
climber and skier for decades now,

but I had never been to K2
until last year

and there is no reason
I would ever go there again.

Andrzej definitely came out
of nowhere.

I just remember hearing his name

and I've been in this sport
for twenty years

and I've never heard of Andrzej.

When I heard
that Andrzej was headed to K2,

I didn't know much about him

and I was curious.

During these expeditions
you meet many climbers.

Over the years, accidents occur.

Sometimes to

remarkable athletes.

I followed his progress in 2010.

I was with him

when he attempted a K2 ski descent.

It was incredible for me
that he was skiing up there.

There were just two people.
It was foggy.

Nobody really knows what happened.
There were only assumptions.

We think he fell off
with a piece of rock

while placing his piton.

Fredrick Ericsson was one
of the best extreme skiers

and also a great climber.

It's a reminder
of the dangers you face

when climbing the walls of K2.

It makes you question

what you are doing.

Expedition log, July 6th.

Before climbing K2,
my priority is to acclimatize.

I chose Gasherbrum II,

an 8000 meter peak,
a day's trek from K2.

After a few days it's pretty clear.

The weather's not going to cooperate.

I must think of a new plan.

We couldn't go up
this morning because of the weather.

If we climbed up...

and got snowed in, it would be sh*t.

It's not that easy.

A meter of snow
at the base is not common.

crevasse, crack...

One of the challenges

of 8,000 meter peak climbing
is you really can't skip steps

and acclimatization
is absolutely essential.

If you want to do it
without supplemental oxygen,

that takes more acclimatization.

If weather or bad conditions make it
impossible to acclimatize well,

then that makes summit push
much more dangerous

and much more difficult.

Bartek,
can you help me with the packing?

Stop filming. It's unnecessary.

What's the definition of adventure?

Adventure only begins when
the best laid plans all go wrong.

Walking up the Baltoro
Glacier is super complicated.

It can be intimidating.

It can be really awe-inspiring.

You're walking on the rocks,
you walk on the ice. It's hard.

There's what I would call
more popular 8,000 meter peaks

that have much easier access
and K2 is not one of them.

This isn't my first K2 attempt.

In 2017, I had an expedition here.

A few weeks in, the weather worsened.

I had to make a decision.

To carry on to the summit
or turn around.

I gave up.

The greatest lessons come
from failures.

You've clearly found
some sort of limit

to what you're trying to do,

but it gives you an opportunity
to examine that limit.

I also did not want

to make it a success at any price.

All the people
who come to the mountains

they've learned to be okay
with failure

and still, to try,

still to take steps,

still to dream big,

even though a lot of times
it doesn't work out.

I got a descent line from that trip.

Based on my observations,
it was possible.

It was only a matter of time
before I'd return to K2.

To ski from the top
without taking my skis off,

I had to combine several routes.

From the top,
I had to descend towards the shoulder

to get out of the death zone
as soon as possible.

At this altitude
the mind is not fully functioning

and your body starts to shut down.

Then I head south to ski down

through a huge glacial bowl
to join the Cesen route.

This is a very risky place.

Avalanches are common here.

From there, through Camp 3,

I reach the infamous
Messner Traverse.

A very difficult section.

It's a narrow ridge
with deep chasms on either side.

Not many people have climbed
that way,

and nobody has skied down that way.

This is the only route

that will allow me to
descend the Polish route,

and on to the base of K2.

There are many hidden cliffs
and chasms waiting for me.

A wrong turn
and I fall several hundred meters.

My team help me
to plan the route.

I choose people I know and like.

After all, we spend time together.
It's not a punishment.

The atmosphere is crucial.

We may not succeed,
but since we are here for a month,

it's important to have fun
and make good memories.

There's no expedition
leader.

We manage somehow.

There's Janusz Gołąb,
our safety support.

We'll go down and rest
for a day. It's not far.

I mean, it's far, but...

Relax, Janusz,
we're tough as hell. Remember?

Marek Ogień,
the photographer.

It's the wrong radio.

My younger brother,
the drone operator.

You should start a fan page.

I did.

1500 new likes.

The terrain is very complicated.

You need to "read" the mountain wall.

You need all the data.

The drone is crucial

to help see something

without having to go there.

There have been expeditions
that have used drones before.

But nobody had succeeded

in getting a drone
above an eight-thousander.

I changed the drone's software,
to remove the height restrictions

and increased its speed.

You want to use everything in
your advantage to achieve your goal.

There has been
sort of a generational shift

in the use of technology

to assist in very difficult
objectives in the mountains.

I'm interested
in this slope, even from a distance.

Can you approach it
from the other side?

Right, to the bowl, and left.

My family supports me.

I know not everyone has this.

Andrzej B
is saving his brother's feet.

Bartek washed all his socks
and forgot to leave one pair.

His brother came to the rescue
with fluffy slippers...

- And feet warmers.
- That's right.

Having my little brother
here means everything.

When you have ten siblings

looking out for each other
comes naturally.

I grew up
in a village called Łętownia,

between Krakow and Zakopane.

Everything was about the farm
run by our parents.

We supported and helped them.

I had a big family. Everybody wanted
to have something to call their own.

My first skis were really long.
190 cm to 2 m long.

I traded my ping pong bats and my
pocket knife for them.

I remember cutting them in half
just to make them useable.

It was the deal of a lifetime
now that you look at it.

Grzegorz showed me
the Tatra Mountains

and the things
that you could do there.

Naturally, it rubbed off on Andrzej.

I didn't really teach him specifics,

he just showed up and did what I did.

He got so into it
that he just ran with it.

A difficult moment came for me

and even more so for Andrzej.

At 15, I moved out

and tried to make it on my own.

I apologized to him
and told him he'd have to manage

I can see now
that this motivated him even further.

Whenever he visited
I was out and about.

I gave him the equipment
I used in competitions.

He would ski-tour all day.

There were many of us
in our house,

so training provided a personal space

where I could go
to find peace of mind.

I liked it so much, the next time I
ski toured, it was in a competition.

This sport was for me.

So I trained every day
in the village.

July 9th.

Meter by meter
we're exploring the slopes of K2.

We had to mark
a descent line from the top.

When we reached K2
we planned to take the Basque route

until it intersects the Abruzzi route

at the shoulder of K2 at 7800 meters.

The descent line was different.

There aren't real experts
to instruct you,

to tell you what's
possible and what's impossible.

This is not how it works.

You learn these things by yourself.

A chef from a neighboring
expedition came to our base.

He said he saw a person
through binoculars.

It turned out to be a climber in a
place he definitely shouldn't be.

The climber was
extremely exhausted,

hanging on to his ice axes
above a two kilometer crevasse.

There are no rescue services here.
You need to help each other.

Bartek flew there with a drone.

I didn't expect the drone
to be so helpful.

I tweaked the engine
speed parameters.

The air is thinner there
so the engine has to work harder.

The vertical wall, on the left
there is a range covered with snow.

It's completely obvious.

If someone calls for help,
we set our goal aside.

It turned out that one
of the three climbers had got lost.

Can you see him?

Yes.

We came up with an idea.
To use the drone to guide him.

Bartek took a clever approach

and flew the drone
about four meters back and forth.

As soon as the man moved,
he flew a bit further.

As a result,
the climber started following it.

He realized that someone
can see him.

He was in a very poor state,
extremely tired.

But he got himself out
of there in a few hours.

It was ground-breaking,
Bartek did an amazing job.

I have a large family
that helps each other out.

So we know when someone needs help.

Unbelievable pride.

I was proud of my brothers
for helping.

They proved a sense of maturity
towards the mountains.

They know
that nothing comes before a life.

I think this is maybe
the next big step in mountaineering

and some people will like
it and some people will hate it.

Drones are going to add a lot of
safety and information

to our climbing and skiing.

The time came for Andrzej
to address the Messner Traverse.

Where the Basque route intersects
the Polish line.

For me it was the only way

to complete a full descent.

I didn't know if it's possible
to ski down this route.

I planned to go up
the Cesen route, straight to Camp 3.

Then, to the Polish route via
the Messner Traverse.

It was all a big unknown.

Is Janusz there?

Hey, Andrzej.

I'm here. What's up?
You're good? Safe and sound?

I'm good, it's f**king cold,

but I'm sure
it's worse where you are.

Tomorrow I want to attempt
the Messner Traverse.

Even Reinhold Messner
didn't get through his own route.

He was weary of this place.

I knew no one had ever been there
before.

Those seracs are shiny.

It hurts to look at them.
Sometimes they break off.

You see avalanches
with ice, a lot of snow and rocks.

We didn't know
if a full descent

on skis was even possible...

that he could connect the traverse
and Polish route

without removing his skis.

I'm sure all this combined made for
the most difficult descent on Earth.

I hope you're already
fed and well-rested.

Be careful, Andrzej.

My journey in alpine skiing

began when I was 17 years old.

I took part in competitions.

As a junior,
he wasn't allowed on longer routes.

But after completing
the junior competition,

he would sneak in
to the senior competition,

and sometimes beat them.

I wanted to compete with the best.

He is determined
and when he comes up with an idea,

he works hard and doesn't give up.

He began representing Poland
at ski touring events.

He took part in the
World Championships

and other big ski alpine events.

If you're going to compete,
you may as well win.

It was difficult
to maintain this high level

without financial support.

We took photos
of the French team's equipment

and looked for people
who could sew us the same suits.

Just when the sport was about

to be accepted into the Olympics,

an avalanche occurred.

Around a dozen people were buried,
including me.

The pressure is so great,
it tears off your clothes.

It's not like you can make a hole.
You can't even move your finger.

Just when
I was losing consciousness,

they quickly dug me out.

Ultimately,
I think this prevented

the sport's inclusion
at the Olympics.

It was a turning point for me.
I stopped competing.

I didn't really know what I would do.

If I were to commit to the mountains,
I'd have to do it on my own way.

July 12th.

After a night spent above 7000 meters

I prepare
the most dangerous part of my route.

Horror.
It's a dangerous place.

Above the traverse
hangs a 300 meter serac.

You never know
if a huge avalanche will occur.

It's very steep.
Around 75 degrees.

Here, the anchor points are key.

You need enough rope
to reach the second point.

And a clear path down

when you run out.

When I'm afraid...
it means I'm not prepared...

I don't know what to expect...
I'm not safe.

The steeper terrain you're in,

the harder it is to stop yourself.

So you really have to stay on
your edges and be very controlled.

You make one mistake,
you lose an edge, and you're gone.

He went down
through a narrow couloir on the left.

He's going out of vision.

When you're executing
something for the first time

a human has ever done it,

that's a mental barrier
that has been literally taken down.

You move the line, you know.

What was possible used to be here,
and now it's here.

It was the first time
I believed the route made sense.

Breakfast was waiting.
I could take a shower.

Every return to
base camp is a positive one.

it's warm, pleasant, and calm.

July 15th.

Before the summit push
I have to acclimatize at 8000 meters.

I'm heading up the mountain again.

On the climb up,
I'm always planning my ski down.

I'm on the Abruzzi route.
That was my idea for acclimatization.

I set off at 5 am.

A long descent ahead of me.

I thought it would be better
to set off early without skis

not to risk anything.

The Abruzzi route is well-prepared.

I don't want to miss the best window

for the summit push.

In 2010

I took part
in a race up Mount Elbrus.

There were several dozen competitors
from all over the world.

He wasn't used to such altitudes,
and all of a sudden he's at 5600.

Even though
I had travelled a lot to the Alps,

I had never been above 4500 meters.

I managed to beat the judges

before they even made it
to the finish line.

They thought it was impossible
to get there so fast.

Come on, come on!

I had to repeat the run
across the finish line

in order for them
to capture it on camera.

Here's our winner.

Drinking carbs and proteins.

As a result,

mountaineers wanted me...

to join their expeditions.

I joined national expeditions

on two eight-thousanders,
Manaslu and Lhotse,

on the condition
that I could take my skis

to see if skiing
that high was possible.

After taking part in two expeditions

I realized this wasn't for me,

and that I have to do it my own way.

Dreams can lead you
to unexpected places.

Mine led me to K2.

July 15th, 7pm.

The weather is perfect
for a summit push

but it can turn at any moment.

My summit window is rapidly closing.

I must be prepared
for the final summit push.

Just when I had
successfully acclimatized

we heard about our friend's accident.

They wanted
to mark a new route at Broad Peak.

A member of the group was injured
by a falling piece of ice.

It cut his thigh wide open.

We are at the scene
of the accident

so we'll now see if he can walk.

Is he in pain, or is he
in shock and feeling nothing?

He's in a lot of pain.

Is it just a cut,
or did he injure his joint, bone?

It's a deep cut.
I can see his bone.

Large hemorrhage?

Yes.

In the Karakoram

you can't have a guarantee
of a rescue

when things go wrong.

The good thing is,
in the mountains there is still

like a brotherhood amongst teams,

even competitive teams.

Let us know,
we'll try to prepare something.

We quickly organized a rescue.

After three hours,
we saw their headlights.

We'd reached them.

I put a pressure dressing
over it,

and I splint his leg
in case it was broken.

Does anyone have anything
to secure it?

Carrying him was the biggest problem.

The terrain is uneven,

everything was moving
from side to side.

We got to the base at dawn

and the doctor took care of his leg.

Take care of yourself.

A real western.

A rescue of someone else's life

very much compromises
your own personal goals,

your timeline, your health,

but you're called in to rescue,

you're called in to do rescue,
and you do it.

July 17th.

We approach the final stage
of the expedition.

In a few days we plan
to make a summit bid.

I hope nothing gets in our way.
Many small things can go wrong.

Now we just wait
for the right moment.

Five centimeters of snow
in the morning,

three in the afternoon,
seventeen at night.

How cloudy is it at 8000 meters?

Let me see.

Base Camp,
over. What about the weather?

It's snowing, it's windy also.

Very strong wind and snowing.

What people don't see
from the outside...

is the waiting,
and there's so much time,

especially on 8,000 meter peaks
where you're doing nothing.

You're sitting at base camp
and you're looking at the mountain

and calculating,

and trying to figure out the best...

method of attack, and sometimes
that method of attack is...

doing nothing.

July 19th.

With every day I wait,
my chances dwindle.

I must make a decision.
It's now or never.

I had to be focused,
pack my backpack.

It was difficult because

I didn't know how many days
I was going to spend up there.

Sometimes even one little thing
may be crucial for your safety,

or even your life.

Is my snowsuit up there?

I have the thin one here.
Will it be enough?

You'll be moving, right?

The weather
forecasts aren't 100% accurate.

They have to be assessed
on a regular basis.

I decided it was worth a go.

If the weather worsens,
I can go back.

This is the start.

Let the K2 summit push begin.

There are certain codes,

certain ethics around
how you do something.

And what I really appreciate about
Andrzej's style is that,

it's very self-reliant.

He decided not to use oxygen

and he's carrying his skis
on his back.

The plan was for Janusz
to leave earlier,

and to meet up at Camp 3
We'd make the summit bid together.

We'd take the Cesen route.

Janusz is a remarkable
alpinist.

His achievements include
summiting Gasherbrum in Winter.

Having him

greatly improved the chances
of my success.

Something weird happened
that evening

and I had to tell Andrzej about it.

Janusz was in trouble.

He couldn't move.

We contacted the doctors
at Broad Peak.

Broad Peak reporting to K2.

Hi, Paweł. Janusz has a problem.

We'll try to put him through,
so that you can hear him.

I can't get up.

I wanted to go outside to pee,
but I couldn't.

I felt a sharp pain.

My lower back really hurt.

Andrzej had to help me
lay down again.

Where is Janusz? At which camp?

At Camp 3, 7000 meters.

Can Janusz go down on his own?

That's the million dollar question.

I can't answer that.

If he can barely walk,
he will need someone else's support.

The pain may decrease tomorrow,
but it may not.

Time will tell.

Okay, thanks.

It was clear
I couldn't make it to the summit.

And we were so close.

I'd spent a day and a half with him.

Here is a person
you are very worried about.

It was concerning for Andrzej.

His climbing partner couldn't move.

We got messages of northerly
low-pressure fronts headed our way.

It was worrying.

I thought
I wouldn't be able to go down

and would be stuck here for a week.

The whole expedition
is there for Andrzej to summit,

and suddenly
it can all turn upside down...

because he has to help someone.

This is impossible to foresee.

At the base,
they had medications for me.

We came up
with the idea to use a drone.

We packed Tramal,
Paracetamol and a few other things.

The drone will fly up to 7000 meters
with medicine.

Before that, the drone was
never needed to transport anything.

I didn't know if it could fly
with the added weight.

I had to fly above the clouds
in order to get to Camp 3.

It was a very difficult flight.
Poor conditions...

But I succeeded

To see them use a drone to
deliver medicine to a high camp?

That is...

I mean, I'm speechless.
Like, it's such a game changer.

I never thought

the drone would be used to save lives

or deliver medication.

Next time
we have to send a cow to Camp 3.

I started to feel better.

I wanted to go to the top.

I'd have become one a few people
to make it twice.

But I couldn't even roll on one side.
I was in a lot of pain.

Janusz has so much experience
and knowledge.

Such a person is vital.

I felt lost.

All of a sudden you are really alone

and it's all on you

to decide
how you're going to proceed.

That's scary.

When we backed out in 2017

and decided
we were not going to make it,

we knew something stayed
with Andrzej.

I decided to give it a try.

I would summit alone.

If something is wrong,
go back.

What?

If something is wrong,
go back.

It's hard for me to imagine

how he could
have that mental strength

and physical strength.

He was solo

and that demands a lot of respect.

Solitude isn't a problem for me.

Years of training
have prepared me for it.

I'm not scared
to be alone in the mountains.

Sport was always
a solitary process for me.

I left Camp 4 around 6 am.

The Abruzzi route is a popular route
for climbers.

Many were shocked when I passed them

because I showed up out of nowhere

without an oxygen tank.

When your brain starts
to not get enough oxygen

it starts to build pressure

and that pressure starts to push
on parts of the brain

and makes those parts of the brain
not work.

Everyone I've ever seen
at those altitudes

without supplemental oxygen
are struggling

just to put one foot
in front of the other.

I am almost at the top.

I don't have much strength left.

The weather is getting bad.

Your brain isn't aware
of how slow you're moving.

Hi, Andrzej.
We can hear you at the base.

I'm at the top.

Great, that's awesome!

You get to enjoy the summit
but you also have to understand that

the hardest part
of your task is still ahead of you.

You can't stay there

for an extended period of time.
You have to keep moving.

The clouds are moving fast.

The wind is blowing
from the left. Your right, facing us.

I was at the summit
for less than half an hour I think.

It is the death zone,
your body is dying

but your rational brain knows that

you have this crazy athletic
mental requirement

still ahead of you.

Now you have to perform
very technical skiing.

I've always skied with oxygen,

to do it without
is just a completely different level.

The moment I clicked into my skis

I realized the worst part was ahead.

I think it's clearing up.
How are you feeling?

I want to get the f**k out of here.

Get out of there.

I start for the shoulder.
I must escape the death zone quickly.

All of a sudden
your whole body switches.

You're starting over from scratch,
because you're not climbing any more.

You're using different muscles,

you're using different brain waves,
different fear pathways.

The first meters down
were tough.

The snow was very wet.

I was scared
that something would give way.

When you're in the big mountains

in the Himalayas
and in the Karakorum,

there is potential
from massive avalanches.

Class four, five avalanche
that could take out a town.

You just don't know
what's going to happen.

It's a very unstable environment.

I will go to the right side, ok?

I had to cross the climbers' route.

I risked triggering an avalanche
on them.

It's a very delicate balance,

which means that your capacity
to assess your terrain

and your level of situational
awareness has to be a very,

very elite level.

You know, of course
we are at very high altitudes,

lack of oxygen makes decision making
quite difficult,

your brain feels foggy
or like you were drunk

and so this adds a lot of risk
to everything you do.

The thing about K2
is if the snow is firm

pretty much every single place on K2,

if you fall,
you will go to the bottom.

There is nowhere to stop.

This means that
any small mistake will be fatal

I've now spent
almost 20 hours in the death zone.

I need to keep moving.

The most challenging section
still awaits.

The Messner Traverse.

I didn't know what it was,
because it wasn't forecasted.

He descended into a cloud. White out.

And if you can imagine snow is white,

you have white clouds,
it changes everything.

Hello, Andrzej. Report to base.

A cold front is coming
with the clouds.

Hello, Andrzej. Report to base.

- What's up?
- Where are you?

Approaching Camp 4. No visibility.

I can't ski in these conditions.

In unknown terrain
you need good visibility.

I was worried about him.

I knew he acclimatized
and was well-prepared,

but I knew each hour up there

would drain his energy to ski down.

You get vertigo,
so you're trying to descend,

but you can't tell if you're moving

or you're standing still.

You can't tell
if you're going faster, slower.

You can't tell
if the slope falls away,

if it flattens out.

You can't see crevasses.

That's one of the most
dangerous conditions you can have.

How much time do I have?

Okay, listen.

The bottom of the shoulder
looks okay,

just the top is covered in clouds.

He needs to get the f**k
out of there.

It'll be a massacre.

Andrzej, make a decision.

Holy sh*t.

Bartek is flying up to you,
just start going down.

I'm going down.

He put all his chips on one hand.

He was wearing a thin snow suit,
with just underwear underneath it,

and it was -30 degrees outside.

At last, I'd left the death zone.

There's a lot more oxygen
in the air now.

Soon, I'll reach Janusz at Camp 3.

Meanwhile, I must hurry.

This glacial cirque
looks very dangerous.

In the 8000 meters ski descents,

I think the most dangerous part
is if and when

you need to leave the climbing line

and take the risk to go on slopes

that you have not tested
on the way up

and no longer have an easy escape.

Look for rocks below.
You have to pass them from the right.

I'll give directions
from your perspective. your right.

It's very, very high stakes
in terms of

just kind of your logistical planning

and understanding of the ski descent.

Look for rocks below.

You have to pass them from the right.

Below you.

You have to have a mental map
of where you're going,

because you're literally mapping
the route out for yourself,

when you're going down.

There are crevasses below you.

And a serac, so you can't go there.

It's important to have
that mental map and clarity because

that couloir that looks just like
that couloir

ends in a thousand-foot cliff.

Andrzej, go left. Your left!

It's simply too dangerous there.

There are crevasses below you.

I can see them, don't worry.

When I was there,
I knew the route by heart.

I just needed good visibility.

You can anticipate things,

but the expanse is so large
and unique

that you have to evaluate
the dangers yourself,

because you feel the snow.

This is maybe
the part I love the most

about the skiing
in the high mountains

because your focus has to be 100%.

This level of hazard below you

means you are here and nowhere else.

It's just you and your skills
and your decision making every turn.

Thanks.

I reunited with Janusz at Camp 3.

F**k!

I ate three gels today.

When Andrzej arrived,
I was happy he'd reached the summit.

But also in style.

The first Pole to reach
the summit via the Basque route.

There were only a few
technical parts left

and that horrible Messner Traverse.

To push into that unknown space,

having people you can rely on

and trust is important.

You need everything to get down.

Before the expedition you said

that it is the most difficult thing
you'd ever do.

You’re almost there.

Just a little more focus
and you'll be fine.

Beautiful.

The first Ski descent from K2.

We can go home now.

What an amazing day.

This put Andrzej
in to this mountain's history,

and the history of skiing.

He is part of this next generation

that is going to be pushing the edge
of the human potential.

I thought it was impossible.
This can't be true.

He couldn't have done it like that
and he did.

We are starting
to see the possibilities

of what drones could do.

Congratulations.

- Good job.
- I'm glad you’re back.

Equipment has just
made it possible

to do what Andrzej has done.

It's a complete game changer.

I'm so tired.

This was fantastic.

High five.

A long time ago

I realized that dreams
don't come true by themselves.

You must realize them.

And that’s it. It’s crucial.

Stars don’t just fall out of the sky.

What Andrzej achieved
was truly remarkable

and it was inspiring for me.

My mum gave birth to eleven children.

That challenge can’t be compared to
skiing down K2.

And next...

To get to where we are,
we've had to take risks.

We are built with that instinct.