Hey Suntracker, it's me your wingman, Duke.
I thought you were dead, buddy. I never saw you punch out. When I saw that Viper spiral in and explode in the desert. I thought 'Poor old Sun t. He's had it.' The y never told us the truth. You know how it is in the black world of covert ops. Back at base we split up your gear. I got your porn collection and your 12 year scotch. But hey, what's with the lingerie collection? Well whatever you're into!. We gave it to Mark, he liked that kind of thing. He calls himself Mary now days. Let's get together sometime for a beer or two, sorry the scotch is gone. I'll give you back those pictures of you and ........ well never mind.