It was perfect. The day was perfect the time was perfect, the "equipment" was perfect, everything was perfect.
             My friend Bob and I go back a long time, we've successfully completed many jobs together, but none of them were as well planned as this one. No mastermind could have thought of any better plan. Our plan was to rob the Brinks security truck on May 18, 2000 which was a Thursday. 2:15 p.m. was the exact time we chose because that was when the truck was stoped on a red light at the intersection of Washington and George.
             We had thought about it for weeks. We had thought about it so much that it became part of our lives.
             We had watched the truck and every week on Thursday at precisely 2:15 p.m. it was stopped at that intersection on a read light. So we decided that this intersection was going to be the one. We had picked up a few new gadgets such as a traffic light switch, the one that emergency vehicles use, a very portable cutting torch and some very potent anaesthetic in the form of a gas. Of course we already had out fire power, you know "guns". On the morning of May 18 we crawled into a sewer which was a few hundred yards from the intersection and left our car in a parking space next to the man hole.
             When we were inside the man hole we made our way to the intersection, convinentially there was another man hole right where the truck always stopped. We held our positions until 2:10 p.m. That's when we started getting out equipment ready.
             We sot the traffic light switch up, made sure it was working, loaded our guns, lit the torch and got the anaesthetic ready with the hose. We had finished at exactly 2:14 so we waited. At 2:14:30 i started counting down aloud to prepare Bob. 2:14:55, 2:14:56, 2:14:57, 2:14:58, 2:14:59, we now heard the loud rumble of the diesel engine above us. Bob turned the switch to red. (This held the lights at red until we were finished)
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