Cross paraglider Loco

expertintermediatereserve

Once landed, his face said it all. “Man! That was… loco!” Alex was grinning as he stuffed the tiny glider in his rucksack. -”What about the acceleration? Did you push the speed-bar?” -”Of course, I did! First bar, I was like, OK that’s nice. Second bar, I felt the speed much more and that was exhilarating. But when I pushed the last bar, man! That was awesome! Never felt that fast before, even with my comp wing, this is totally crazy!! Man! What is that glider?!” Marvin was driving home. He was thinking of the Loco. Two-liner, 16m2, EN-C. What else? That was huge. He saw all the possibilities: soaring on the seaside, speed reserve in high mountains and so many different ways to have fun! You tick such a lot of boxes with the Loco, because you cannot put it inside of any. “The Loco is running from boxes and blowing them up” he thought. Once at home, he sat on the couch, turned on the TV. There was this old cartoon shown, named “Wacky races”. The Red Max was grappling with the Mean Machine. What was the Loco? Well, it definitively was a wacky racer.