
It's an arm's race. Well, legs race, then.
Just fit the falcons with cock-fighting spurs to even the odds. They could be trained to attack the soft underbelly. Right in the battery pack.
Mine's the one with the gauntlet in the pocket. -->
Just fit the falcons with cock-fighting spurs to even the odds. They could be trained to attack the soft underbelly. Right in the battery pack.
Mine's the one with the gauntlet in the pocket. -->
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