Aaaah.....the Glory days Scotty.....when we were free to roam the sky's aloft in search of the freedom and escape the grubby chains of mother earth.
We are are strange Race....through the black console by the TV , we form strong bonds and friendship's, think back fondly of those ariel joust's... learning from the Ace's on our tales', wonder at those justly great opponents and marvel at their ariel skills........But when its a blank screen, we miss those great flight's, seemingly seem lost without those great flyers and truly mourn the empty day's and night.....
And how do we cement that bond and show how much we really missed each other when we all get back together....??
Yeh...no freindly handshake, no warm embrace...Na..We gonna try and shoot the sh*te out of one another, rip our planes from underneath us, and prove we are natural born killers....just to show how much we all missed each other !!!



We are a strange Race......