OFF HIS ROCKER ON A B707 LADDER RUN

This ain't your typical hangar. We're talkin' a straight-up B707, engine vibrating, and we're scaling this ladder like it's a monkey bars. The wind's howlin' in our ears, the ground's disappearing below, and I swear I saw a eagle gliding past. This is the kind of rush that changes your perspective. There's somethin'electrifying about being up ther