OFF HIS ROCKER ON A B707 LADDER RUN

This ain't your typical hangar. We're talkin' a wild B707, engine roaring, and we're scaling this ladder like it's a stairway to heaven. The wind's howlin' in our ears, the ground's shrinking below, and I swear I saw a eagle soaring past. This is the kind of rush that sticks with you. There's somethin'electrifying about being up there, staring dow