Ya know this reminds me very little of a time in the Estonian mountains, Spendius was but a mere prat then, back before they changed the water and all that history started. Since then he's started wearing trousers that go all the way from his ankle biters to his armpits. It's a new world, it is and I don't intend to be a part of it beyond ordinary aeromotors, I prefer the stealth version myself, but the art-deco '52 has its good points.
