Flying high

Out in the field with the morning sun, Bob and Roger are ready for some fun. With their models tuned and engines primed, Dreams of great flights and a bit of shine. But who’s the master of the sky? Paul Heckles, he’s our guide. With a steady hand and eagle eye, He’s the one we all rely. Fly high, fly straight, we’re soaring through the air, With Paul Heckles leading, we’ve got nothin’ to fear. Great landings, smooth takeoffs, models strong and bright, We’ll take ‘em home in one piece tonight! Bob’s got the throttle, Roger’s on the stick, Learning every move, every trick. With Paul’s wisdom, they aim to rise, Master the skies, reach new heights. But who’s the master of the sky? Paul Heckles, he’s our guide. With a steady hand and eagle eye, He’s the one we all rely. Fly high, fly straight, we’re soaring through the air, With Paul Heckles leading, we’ve got nothin’ to fear. Great landings, smooth takeoffs, models strong and bright, We’ll take ‘em home in one piece tonight! Crashing’s not an option, we’ve got dreams to chase, With Paul’s advice, we’re finding our place. Every loop, every roll, every climb we make, We’re one step closer, for goodness’ sake! Fly high, fly straight, we’re soaring through the air, With Paul Heckles leading, we’ve got nothin’ to fear. Great landings, smooth takeoffs, models strong and bright, We’ll take ‘em home in one piece tonight! So here’s to the mentors, the teachers, the friends, With Paul Heckles, the fun never ends. Bob and Roger, they’re on their way, Thanks to Paul, they’re gonna seize the day!