When I was but a wee lad, probably about nine or ten years old, a distant relative pulled into our farmyard with a helicopter fuselage on a flatbed trailer. It was an exciting moment for all of us, having never seen a helicopter up close before. I was just at a family reunion in Saskatchewan when I found a picture of it. It was cool timing, seeing as that moment actually inspired an aspect of Unlimited, which I had just finished writing.
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