Books. Bikes. Boomsticks.
What this planet needs is a twenty-foot flying predator.
Hard to believe Gullyborg used to belong to the same non-existent Air Force unit as myself back in the 1990's. He was trying to get me to do the same Industrial Technology degree program from Southern Illinois University that he was sacrificing his weekends for, I blew him off and went the Air University route instead. I still have his old Colt Competition HBAR, now that I've retired I'll have to pay him a visit out West and let him shoot it for old times' sake. Then I'll write an article for the Carnival of Cordite. :-)
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