I live two miles from Otis and we get strange things flying in at night blacked out all the time. One night though the sihlouette was unmistakable. Two Nighthawk stealths came in right over the old shack. I miss the old days when the Ruskies would fly by in a bear bomber at 2 in the morning and the Otis guys would scramble out in the Delta Darts. Talk about a rumble, the windows would sing with the reflected noise till I thought they would shatter.
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