[Mark]

When I lived out West, I spent a lot of time in Death Valley and the Eastern Sierras and would often be sitting on a rock admiring the scene in absolute silence, the type of which seems only to exist in the desert. Often I would see two jets zipping along side-by-side VERY low to the ground. The times you see them before you hear them are the fortunate ones: out in the open desert, there are no sound ordinances and you have just enough time to cup your hands over your ears before the ground trembles with the sonic boom. Pretty awe inspiring. Wonder what kind of fuel economy they get with those twins on the back?!