When the protagonists name shoots out of a space (?) explosion.
You've got mullets, frosted tips, running, jumping, climbing, chillaxing by the wings of light aircraft. More running, jumping off ships (small but important distinction), ice cream cone enjoyment an finally a sigh. A well deserved sigh Richard Dean Anderson if I may say so.
I bloody loved MacGyver and yet I remember little about the show itself. I more know it through pop culture references of the 'well if you've got two elastic bands and a pen then MacGyver will fix it for you' variety. Which seems a shame becaue the titles would indicate this is a show of breathtaking exhileration from start to finish. With frosted tips as an added incentive. Can't get better than that.
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