OFF HIS ROCKER ON A B707 LADDER RUN

This ain't your typical hangar. We're talkin' a full-on B707, engine thrumming, and we're straddling this ladder like it's a monkey bars. The wind's screamin' in our ears, the ground's disappearing below, and I swear I saw a hawk divebombing past. This is the kind of trip that makes you feel alive. There's somethin'magical about being up there, wa