I have said for long time that nothing in this world scares Jakob Hamr. When I was home in Czech Republic I used to wrestle bears, no man on earth could scare me now. People are afraid of the dark, bugs, public speaking, Jakob fears none of this. There is, however, one thing that strikes fear into very core of my heart, the duck. Anatidaephobia is no laughing matter. I went duck hunting once with my father as young boy. Shot the bastard out of the sky. Our dog went to fetch in, and as I was picking duck up, I looked into its eyes. As I looked around the lake I saw more and more ducks staring at me, horrified at what I had done to their comrade. Ever since, no matter how far I have gotten from that like, I can feel beady eyes from ducks all over the world trained on me, watching me.