Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to ariseShe was my first love at sight (also love at first sight). The little time I'd had with her, she has spent telling a lot of short tales. I'd almost forget the story if I didn't punch myself out of staring into her deep gaze. When she's not in heat, her cracks keep bleeding, almost like she is hurt or extremely wounded all across of her body. It feels like yo could hurt her by just touching her. But that's the ironic part. because you couldn't.
Here's a story. A Soviet missile locks into her black silhouette. All missiles love the heat signature of a large afterburner. It makes their tracking easier. There is no secret in there, no mystery in there. A large blip in the sensors at any moment. If she wasn't what she was, it'd be the second last line fo the story. But all she did to save herself was to actually start up the afterburners. The fun with afterburners is, they work. And a large one can outpace any missile. Not only she flew faster, but she flew higher. 85,000 might sound realistic post space age, but back then it was something beyond comprehension.
Don't forget to see this story
If you want to know more about the aircraft there is google, wikipedia and this
