Greetings all!
If one was ever to question relativity of time, one should do this simple experiment: spend some days laying on a Mediterranean beach under a shade, enjoying the sound of the surf and going for a swim occasionally, drink an iced-coffee and repeat. Make an effort to position your sun-bed in such a fashion that your head and shoulders are in shade, lower body is in the sun and your preferred foot is splashed by waves. Then, spend same number of days as before in front of a monitor, in a hot room with homeopathic ventilation that makes your fingertips stick to the keyboard and computer fans complaining loudly at any effort by the CPU. Do you now agree that the time is relative? No? Then DON’T ever go to the seaside again, as you are clearly a robot and sea salt may damage your circuitry.
Anyways, the summer vacation is over and I am back in the saddle… or in front of the screen as it were… Temperatures are high as a kite with no indications of coming down any time soon. With those beaches now behind me and the mountain slopes with snowy pillows still somewhere beyond the horizon of the winter to come, what am I to do?
Ah, yes there’s that Tu-22m3 skulking on my desk, waiting for attention. Well then, if I am sweating, let’s make it count! Inspired by the heatwave, I decided to tackle the hot end of the airplane - the huge jet-exhausts of the Tupolev. Equipped with photo-etched set from Armory, some tools, burnishing fluid and a lot of patience I went to work…
Cheers,
Aleks
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