It was a bright sunny day in the year 2004. A gentle breeze was rustling the leaves, huge white clouds drifted calmly through the blueness. You could hear birds chirping, the occasional bark of the dog on the street. And with it, the sounds of dozens of children playing, shouting — all so happy. What could go wrong? Well, suffice it to say that, that was the day the name of this publication was destined to be etched. It was the day “the 31.5 guy” was born. “Who is the 31.5 guy?” — check the Twitter link on the homepage. And “why 31.5?” — leave a text. Cheers!