On the Germany trip it just so happened that Marcio and I were going to be arriving at Wick Scotland with the Cirrus on the same day that Cory and Pete were getting there in a Caravan they were delivering to Kenya. When we found this out we challenge them to a race to Wick with a bottle of scotch on the line. The next day while en route to Wick we developed problems with the aircraft and diverted to France to sort them out. We bet them a bottle of scotch, we didn’t say anything about it being full.
