In true serendipitous form, some 9 years after I had lost my temper over a trite technicality during a chess tournament. Consequently, I lost
all discernible passion for the King's game, and frankly, would much rather win over pieces of a girls heart than a couole of paws in exchange for a knight or bishop.
We’ve updated our privacy policy so that we are compliant with changing global privacy regulations and to provide you with insight into the limited ways in which we use your data.
You can read the details below. By accepting, you agree to the updated privacy policy.