CooL! My grandpa was aircrew on them in WW2, a waist gunner and photographer (used to stand int he catwalk in the bomb-bay and point a camera downward to take photos of the bomb strikes, about 25 seconds after release). Man I miss him...he was an a awesome man, turned me on to bikes in the summer of 1986 when I spent the whole summer with Grandpa and Grandma. What a great time that was.

BTW, my commute was pretty awesome today. A little cool this morning (55 when I left the house), but 73 with the wind to my back (very rare) for the ride home (mostly uphill for 8.25 miles). Good day here in DC Metro.