RE: Hangar 9 Twist 3D
Today........Smoke not working....smoke working...smoke not working long enough. Wife drops off two hot pizzas, pop and some cash to fill my wallet....and tells me to fly all day because she got bumped at the hospital. UCD deadsticks from hover at 25ft....UCD heads to shop for repairs. Twist goes haywire....Twist noses in between huge boulders....Twist unharmed....Twist flies again. Drunk snowmobiler claims I buzzed him when he tried to drive through my hovering plane at 4 ft...Loser carves up our "flying field" with his sled....confrontation with sledder reveils drunk meth head...Yahoo didn't throw the first punch, but decides its better to "make friends". (Dang, I needed to let a little steam off today!) Jack suggests one last flight with the Hirundo......wings fold 1/2 mile up and we watch death spiral....2nd long walk for the day into the cedar swamp....calories burnt.....10,000,000. Jack's little missus comes and rounds him up.....Jack leaves with a smile on his face....I look at two wounded birds in the minivan and slug down a slimfast! (Yuck, that thick grainy stuff does not quench a thirst!) I'm still smiling though, cause my girl Twist is ready for tomorrow... that is if my sun and wind burnt face doesn't swell my eyes shut! Wife is taking me out for a steak dinner.....life is good.....
Peace.
Downtrodden.