Chris Rose, circa 2007: As is the fate of most self-styled inventors, pioneers and visionaries — those who toil in decades of anonymity, never realize their dreams and eventually die of broken hearts, or worse — J.T. Nesbitt and Andy Overslaugh's grand scheme never really had a chance in hell.
Fortunately, they did not know that. Or, more likely, they were too stubborn, too determined and simply too beat down to accept it. After all, delusions of grandeur led to things such as Mount Rushmore and a rocket to the moon.
For this modern-day tandem of Don Quixote and Sancho Panza, it wasn't windmills they were fighting. It was much more personal than that. Much bigger than that.
(h/t, Barry Yeoman)
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