Imagine holding grudges that make you a) formulate that plan and b) not abandon it at some point during those 18 months.
Dude was principled for sure.
He actually considered abandoning the projects multiple times, mainly by hoping for a sign of God. However considering that none of his customers ever questioned the behemoth of a vehicle under a tarp and nobody told authorities about his strange behaviour, he saw it as God giving him the OK, as in his eyes, God would’ve acted upon his risky maneuvers to get caught.
Dude really tried his best to convince himself to stop, yet Lady Luck seemed to have wanted otherwise.
It’s also a miracle that he didn’t hurt a single soul, other than himself.
Locked it, on that grindset, crushing mad plate steel, making moves, and changing the world. Such a sigma.