G and I are vacationing in a large city. From our hotel balcony we observe an acrobatic man flying with bat wings and trailing smoke. A violent electrical storm ensues and the rain comes down in sheets. The man continues to fly. I think he’s a goner, but he dives sharply and lands at the wheel of his convertible sports car. He smiles, gives us a wink, and speeds away.
Rowdy’s Dream Blog #117: An Acrobatic Man Flying With Bat Wings
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