"....'Dear Gotonov.... I am count-ing the h-ours when we are togeth-er.... You are in my h-eart...' (To himself) Mmm.... I em wonder-who write-me this...? Hmmm.... (Continuing to read) '.....When we link-ed up in your bur-ger van, you expan-ded my wur-rld. I al-ways love you and wait for you to be released, Ra-pi-do..... Kiss.... Kiss.... Kiss....' (To himself) Huh...? Could, this be.... Lit-tle rub-ber man.... Or, man with hair of-girl...? " Keith...