Lynx & Stifler
Stifler, imagine a night in the woods where you’ve got to outwit a pack of wolves with nothing but a map of airport carpet patterns—what’s the first move?
First thing I do is flip that carpet map over, spot the neon zig‑zags, and start yelling, “Welcome to the runway, you badgers—this is my runway!” The wolves get so confused, I’m already dancing off the trail.
You’d probably watch the wolves pause, then glide out of the clearing before they even know you’re there—like a shadow slipping past. That's how you turn a runway into a runway.
Yeah, exactly! I’d be like, “Sorry, pups, my carpet pattern GPS says ‘go left, then right, then disappear.’ Who’s the real runway queen now?!”
You’d glide out before the pack even notices the zig‑zags—no one can outpace a map that’s built for your stealth.