God speed, Yves Rossy, God speed! Fly over the Alps with your four jets, guide your carbon fibre and kevlar wings using just your body, and land with your parachute on some boozetastic jacuzzi party on top of the Mont Blanc. Then get drunk like a Japanese astronomer and fly away to the stars. We envy and admire you, Mr. Fusion Man, so here’s a song just for you.
[CNN]
God speed, Yves Rossy, God speed! Fly over the Alps with your four jets, guide your carbon fibre and kevlar wings using just your body, and land with your parachute on some