Eets Mr Crees Boyd! He Verreh Naice Man!

...those were the words that boomed out, Borat-style, as I found myself lifted into the air - once I was plonked back on the ground, I turned to see....the Hackistan dude from RSA! Again!!

I'd like to say it was the awesome power of Hackistan that made my hand grow to gigantic proportions, but I think it was just the angle of the shot or something.

If I meet this guy for a third time, apparently I'm eligible to run for President. For now, I have ten Hackistan maps and a badge.