Ok, P. this one’s for you (I hope it’s ok…), and T., too:
“Do you want to fly today, or not?”
Since he was putting it that way, what could I say? He did know this plane better than I did, having flown it twice a day all week, and yes, he was the one with over 1000 hours of flight time. So, who was I to quote a memorized rule book at him, a decorated combat pilot deigning to teach a snot-nosed teenager how to fly? And for free, no less.
“Then let’s go.”
I throttled up, taking over officially as Pilot In Command with the ritual nod to my instructor, and announcing my take off to the open air field, even though no one else was in the pattern. My fellow students were standing back by the open office door, already pointing and starting to…
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