Despite earlier weather forecasts to the contrary, this morning dawned sunny with partial clouds. I rode out to find an air filter for my scoot, and after finding that the local dealers were all closed, I wandered around a bit.
As I was riding, there was this sudden roaring, and I looked up to see an F-18 whizzing by overhead, less than 100 feet up. The shock of its passing sent chills all up and down my spine. It was exhilarating!
I stopped to take some video:
The Gift of Riding
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Realizations of the Obvious I can get lost inside myself. Preoccupied with
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neat video, although it's a little hard to hear what you're saying at some points. :)
Gee Paul, we just get helicoptors flying over us to land at Lancaster Airport.
Come on back home. My Helix is running again. Catch me if you can!
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