OFF HIS ROCKER ON A B707 LADDER RUN

This ain't your typical hangar. We're talkin' a wild B707, engine roaring, and we're straddling this ladder like it's a monkey bars. The wind's howlin' in our ears, the ground's disappearing below, and I swear I saw a falcon gliding past. This is the kind of adventure that sticks with you. There's somethin'magical about being up there, lookin' dow