...enough to carry me higher than a Jab's CHTs on a warm day.
The Major (edit: make that Lieutenant, following the disciplinary hearing) collected his papers, posting him to the dog kennels. Picking up his mop and bucket, he started cleaning sadly, wondering where it all went wrong. "A man can dream of such things, surely?" he mused to himself. "I'll give you something to dream about, sonny jim" snapped Colonel Mavis, OC of the punishment division. "While you are cleaning up the mess my puppies made, you can dream of......