Then I got it, ol’ Dusty here is making sure that every bug smasher from Mount Whitney to the Mojave knows what true speed is. He’s the fastest dude in the valley today, and he just wants everyone to know how much fun he is having in his new Hornet. And the reply, always with that same, calm, voice, with more distinct alliteration than emotion: “Dusty 52, Center, we have you at 620 on the ground.”
Many planes have come and gone but the good old SR-71 will always be my favorite. Read the whole thing and smile .
And to Daniel in the improbable event that he is reading this blog: I want my Blackbird book back you bastard!