, and headed to the airport, with some nervousness as usual, due to the increased security of the anti-terrorist measures, and was relieved when she g...ot through with little difficulty, since no one feared trouble from a young Englishwoman. When she arrived in Oslo, the capital of Norway, she headed straight to her friend Carrie’s house. Carrie Mackenzie was her grade school best friend, who had married a Scotsman and moved with him to Norway, due to his work with the EU. Fergus Mackenzie was. There’s a tower and even a safety crew with trucks. As we were lifting off ... I spotted the trucks and said, “Those trucks prove me right.”“Ah ... if they weren’t needed we wouldn’t have them,” he said.“Exactly.” I said, “People make mistakes.”“East, please.”Then we were over the Tasman Sea.“Show me.”I did.“You did well ... better than I expected. My aircraft. Follow me on this.”“Your aircraft,” I agreed, “Following.”I lightly followed him with the stick and pedals.“You do it.”“Ooo ... THAT. “My parents would kill me if I'm not home by midnight.” “We'd have time after the prom is over and I'd make sure to get you home by midnight.” “Let me think about it.” As he drove me home in his Mustang that night, I was sure that we wouldn't be having sex prom night. I wasn't waiting for marriage, but I always pictured losing it with someone special. Someone that I cared about deeply. Someone that I had been seeing for a long time. However, things changed. I went dress shopping with my friend. “Miss Flintkote ... my computer tells me I have cap and rotor, points, condenser, plugs and wires and a battery for a 1976 Ford Capri. I don’t know WHY I have ‘em, the Capri being European, but I do. The battery is gonna cost ya an arm and a leg ... but ... if you get ‘em off my shelf ... you can Have the Capri parts.” Then came the killer... “How you fixed for metric tools?”“Fine, thanks for asking.”I walked. That was the most dangerous part of the project ... Tail end of summer ... early.