At age five, I use to walk around my school with pride and confidence because I was carrying an old digital watch without batteries or hand, believing it was the remote control to Mazinga Z. I made my friends believe that I owned the robot and that I had it hidden somewhere in the mountains. Every time I was afraid, all I had to do was reach in my pocket and feel the old watch and my fears will go away. The watch came in very handy when I rode the roller coaster for the first time. I lost the watch or remote control when I was seven. I was devastaded. I hope that whomever found it was a five year old kid needing a giant friend for spiritual support.