“Jack” is actually a long running family joke. My name is Carl but my Dad has what you might call a unique sense of humor lol. When I was a kid he made up an imaginary son (brother to me), who he called Jack. Mysteriously, Jack was never in the same room as me so I never saw him, but he always came by the house when I was gone at my grandparents’ house and played with all my toys, slept in my bed etc., whatever my Dad could tell me to try and get a rise out of me as a young kid. We lived in a split-level home and my Dad would go as far as to make a plate of food at dinner and take it downstairs for Jack, he was that committed to the joke lol. Naturally, Jack was always the better son, better grades, better at sports, basically one step above whatever I could do. Even after I found out Jack wasn’t real we ended up keeping the joke going, even into adulthood. We were riding down the interstate one day and saw a brand-new black Escalade with a license plate that read “DR JACK”, which prompted a good laugh as I stomped on the pedal to catch up and pull up next to it lol. When I see the name Jack somewhere I still send him a picture to this day.
And I’ll have to get some good pics of the p5! haven’t had it for long and still trying to get it cleaned up and make it more of my own. Previous owner had a little different taste.