As the title says.
Many moons ago. We’ll call this the turn of the century, A certain fruit themed computer company shipped what was arguably the most badass laptop anyone had ever laid eyes on. It was an inch thick. It had USB, it had wi-fi, and Firewire, and full size DVI. It was a ferrari. And I wanted one. So badly. I craved it. But I could barely pay my bills back then. So I didnt have one. Now, all these years later, like a treasure, I have the top of the line, end run model. The peak, as it were. Sure, there have been faster, sexier, more impressive portables since. But this one was my holy grail. It is special and unique. And it is mine, and it is pristine. It’s name is Henry.