I went for dinner with a “what-if” guy last night.
You know the type. Smart, curious, intense.
We sat down, ordered wine, and for a while it was normal. Work, travel, you know.
I told him worked in R&D for 20 years.
Then he leaned across the table and asked, dead serious: 1/
1500t of limesand ready to spread out behind the headers then rip it while it's still wet.
96 bales and a shallow gravel pit. Sprayed with soa to stop it blowing.
