Hunting in far West Texas, it's not uncommon to see B1's training. A few years ago we were in camp at dusk and one flew over, then turned toward the border and lit all four afterburners. A minute or so later he banked east, to avoid an international incident. Pity he didn't keep going and give the cartels a gift. smirk


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