11-11-2006, 03:15 PM
Yeaah, I've always dreamed of flying (piloting would exceed my abilities...) a 262, the prettiest bird of the whole Second War...
Aitor
Aitor
It\'s all an accident, an accident of hands. Mine, others, all without mind, from one extreme to another, but neither works nor will ever.
Rolf Steiner
Rolf Steiner