Quoted from cichlid:
He lost his mind a long time ago.
That guy is freaking dangerous, I'm not joking.
A pinhead at work said I was exaggerating when I said that Vid was a dangerous individual. It's the truth. When I told him why I know that he is, my co-worker said I should post the facts here, so he can be permanently banned.
Background: I've had Vid clear coat and repair a couple of playfields and fix a few boards for me in the past.
100% truth: I got 3 large crates of old Bally circuit boards from a former operator. Some of the boards had acid damage, but most were in OK shape. I cherry picked a few of nicest ones (a lifetime supply) and emailed Vid about the rest. He said he'd buy them for $500 (probably ripping me off). I said OK. Vid does not want me to ship them, he says he's picking them up, supposedly when he's in town.
Any of you that have had dealings with Vid can back me up when I say that he is a monster. He is the size and build of a professional wrestler when you meet them at a convention. He has leather skin that is wrinkled like a turtle's neck.
Vid shows up at my door about 20 minutes late. I have the 3 crates on the floor by the door. He looks at them for 3 seconds and says OK. My wife tells him that one of my games has a problem, and that I've been working on it all day. He says he'll go fix it. As we turn to head down my basement stairs, I see two more giant men, almost as big as Vid but younger, come from around the side of my house (the side with the bushes), and up to my porch. I'm flabbergasted that they must have been pissing on my house, and Vid calmly says "These are my friends Popok and Beelow. I just picked them up from the airport". His "friends" don't seem to speak English, and step into my house uninvited.
Against my better judgment, we all go into the basement. Vid finds the problem, tells me to heat up a soldering iron, I just want them out, so I say I'll do it myself now that I know the problem.
My son runs inside the basement through our walkout door, and Vid grabs him by his head and throws him up against the wall. The other two monsters start to rush at my son too. My wife and I scream, and Vid calmly says "You know him?" I scream he's my son. Vid just says "OK, I did not know."
I cringe as Vid ruffles my son's hair and tells him to hit him in the face as hard as he can. My son does not want to hit anybody (we don't hit in our house), and is crying.
My wife says she want's them all to leave right now, and points up the stairs where they came from. Vid just stares at us so insanely, I know he is thinking about just killing us.
Suddenly he just opens our walkout door and the three of them leave through the backyard.
My family has a moment of disbelief (and relief) and then I figure I better go upstairs and make sure he is not setting our house on fire. I go to the front door and find that he has taken the 3 crates of circuit boards! That means he came back into our house!
I looked outside and his van was gone.
Latter that day when my wife got the mail, there was a tattered envelope with a bunch of scribbles and odd lettering all over it. My wife said to call the police, but I opened it outside on the porch, and found $500, I assume for the boards.
My wife also says that when Vid bent down to look at the circuit boards, that she saw he was wearing a velcro bullet proof vest under his shirt. Who does that to buy some old boards?
Best idea ever is to keep him banned from Pinside and Expo.
He is insane.