I get off on cars that growl, and roaring bikes. Yeah, I can feel the twitch when those babies crank up their throttles. And yet... imagine the guys who filled whaling boats.What went through their minds as they watched things like these drop atop a roiling frigid ocean hundreds of miles from land as winds whipped waves higher than buildings? How'd they make themselves muscle their way off from the mother ship to spear a beast thirty times the size of this boat. Whoa! Look at these and tell me you can't feel the wind scream loud as any muffled motor...
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