Welcome to my stalking grounds, little lamb. There is nowhere for you to run from my teeth, no sanctuary from my sight. The stones cannot shield you, and the clouds will not conceal you. The last sound you will hear is the screaming of sound shattering in my wake and the growl of the superior hunter.
I am Foxhound. The predator, the slayer.
Give me a worthy pursuit, my prey, and I will let your death be swift.
I love this aircraft. Two massive engines with a seat slapped onto it. 😀
I hope you all enjoy.