I can remember Elder Hayman. He was a British missionary from Hull or Derby, I believe. One day we were tracting a block of flats. We had just given a lady a Book of Mormon and when the door was closed, Elder Hayman ran off. When I reached him at the bottom of the stairs, I asked what prompted that response. He said that he didnt want the lady to change her mind and give him the book back without first having it long enough to read some of it. Naughty Boy!