Today I finally got to ride in a B-24 Liberator. As most of you know, my dad was a waist gunner in WW2 on one of these birds. The wind noise in these beasts is stunning — makes our bikes sound like whispers. Photo 3 is me at my dads old position — amazing how cramped all this was. The next photo is from the tail gunner position. Final photo is my Indian jacket at the radio operator position. Ride of a lifetime! These birds are still flying 80 years later, and I knew this might be my last chance.