Night Hawk

A man with no worldly bounds. Rolling thunder.

“I used to crop dust in an old Gippsland GA200, now I just keep to the ground level. There is nothing that I hate more than piggyback rides. People insist on them. I just end up falling off because I’m too tall or too heavy for them. I can walk just fine thank you. In fact, I stroll rather well.”

“You must try the fried pasta with hippo snot sauce and duck fart garnish. It’s to die for.”