A large aircraft carrier and a plane flying over it
A small shooting tank and the shadow of a wildcat behind it
The knife is lying on a thick book and there is a whiskey with a pipe next to it
My head is like an apple today, and it hurts as if under fire
It is impossible to fight at the sight of such a beauty
Against the background of the magnificent beauties of America, it's not a very beautiful plane
There's ice in the whiskey glass and sparks next to it