Was with my old man last week. He drove me to and from my nerve block, which I appreciated.
but....he bout threw us both through the windshield, braking for a dove picking gravel that took flight at the last second
Same journey home, crossed over the center line with a car coming onward to avoid a tree limb diameter of a pencil laying on the white line near the shoulder.
My mother told me before she passed, give him what-for if he does any kind of stupid shît. I think both qualified. I was like dude...you used to fly $10,20...??million aircraft??? WTF
