27 November 2013

itttttttts Firle!

 Jim starts the day by stress testing one of Barry's wings

The 5 metre Fox is eating up the sky for breakfast, dinner and lunch, and still has
room for a second helping of pudding!

Simon warms up for some very low passes in an attempt to take out trees, people, cows....

...radio masts etc

speak some evil, see some evil, hear some evil

Paritech DG somethingorother ready for the off

run, run, run


...spends the rest of the day screaming around in an impressive manner

......then lands

 and goes back to the pits for a kip

Jim preps the mighty T21

a couple of steps....

....she's off like a majestic beauty rather than the 'pile of dog shit'
that Jim was expecting to be born from the workshop

scale creaking and groaning fitted as standard

 Jim takes a considerate route under the sun just in case the natives think there's been
an unscheduled solar eclipse

flying shot!!

and best of all, no nasties!

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