GONE WILD ON A B707 LADDER RUN

This ain't your typical hangar. We're talkin' a full-on B707, engine thrumming, and we're climbing this ladder like it's a jungle gym. The wind's screamin' in our ears, the ground's disappearing below, and I swear I saw a falcon divebombing past. This is the kind of rush that sticks with you. There's somethin'magical about being up there, staring