Yegor Khorunzhiy, deep down in his soul, has long given up on himself. And I certainly never dreamed of meeting representatives, or rather, beautiful representatives of extraterrestrial intelligence. However, fate sometimes presents the most unexpected surprises. It all started with the fact that one morning his old, old, killed “penny” suddenly sparkled with new paint, proudly purred with an unworn engine, and even spoke in a human voice...