I was the one builder behind the upgrade among the others from my domiciliary state but everyone got stabbed to death. Only I remained, the lone survivor of the assault that a stranger in meta horror mask carried out on all of us in the middle of pitch black night in moto hotel in south nebraska. That poopy-shlocky wallet 2.0.0 made by me was a jokish flashback to my coding past. It does not sync. I made it out of my sense of snobiety.