Two Global Policeman’s B-52’s landing during Eunice. Look at those smoky engines. I’ll think about that while I pluck out my little token recyclables from the trash each time.
I was on US-70 near Goldsboro years ago when one went over my car. It, too, laid down a nice smoke blanket and shook me any my car so hard that it blurred my vision.
When I was a child, even commercial passenger jets smoked that hard.