A name typing itself across two shots, and the number it was all for. Three shots on one clock: the name starts large and left-aligned, jump cuts to a smaller framing that pushes in as the words finish arriving, then cuts again to the version — set at the height of the frame, one glyph at a time, each arriving with a ramp through it that resolves to flat. The cuts are cuts; easing between the sizes turns a deliberate edit into a camera that could not make up its mind.