Concrete slabs are like the belly of a big ship—steady but slow to react, while a jet is quick and agile. I can’t help but think if we could splice the slab’s strength into a wing, we’d get a craft that never cracks under a hurricane. You’re right, there’s a lot we can borrow from the way those concrete giants stay put when the wind’s howling. Keep that curiosity alive.

Concrete shavings? Yeah, that’s the kind of mess I thrive in. If the numbers check out, we’ll get a beast that laughs at a gale and never cracks. I’ll keep the tools close and the mind razor‑sharp. Let’s push the limits.