...and we've landed.
Please return your tables to their fully upright and locked positions, extinguish all smoking materials and give the Chihuahua money.
I was going to figure out the 4.0 thinggie. Really. I had my abacus all oiled up and I even installed one of those new fangled contraptions that you're so fond of.
Yes...Cabbies.......we now have brand new, 19th century gas-lighting for all of you crazy technophiles.
Thank Haggis. I'm still convinced that bear fat on rushes is the be-all/ end-all and I'm suspicious of wheels.