Godspeed, Yves Rossy, Godspeed! All 180 miles per hour of it, flying over the Alps with your four jets, guiding your carbon fiber and kevlar wings using just your body, and landing with your parachute on some boozetastic jacuzzi party on top of Mont Blanc. Then get drunk like a Japanese astronomer and fly away to the stars. We envy and admire you, Mr. Fusion Man, so here’s a song just for you.
https://gizmodo.com/mont-blanc-jacuzzi-party-at-15-711-feet-was-low-on-oxyg-309708
[CNN]
