Thread:DavidBrennan99/@comment-25498563-20190929175225/@comment-25498563-20191004124726

Sergeant Monty: Twenty pound of pigeon eating muscle, measuring five of our wingspans. He likes to blindside his prey at speeds asset of 200 mph. But not to bite. Not yet. The first strike is merely for impact. He'll let us drop a bit, making sure we're defenceless and then scoop us up in his razor sharp talons. And in the dark of the night, we have only but a split second to recognize friend from foe.