[Crazyboy]

Peter ran his hand over the sleek, polished finish of the controls in the cockpit of his F-10. What he had seen so far of it, he loved. And his new craft had even come with military grade engines. He definitly had to find a nice quite time to test them to the full. Somewhere with very few buildings. Maybe he could find an excuse to cruise over the sea.

Peter was then rudly knocked out of his planning a speed test when his radio cracked.

"Ah well. Maybe I'll get to test this beaut properly now."

He flicked a switched with his left thumb, turning on the radio.

"Aye. This is the Crazyboy, reading you loud and clear. How can I help you this fine day?"