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Johnsy
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[FONT="]This is the story of the poor dizzy blonde flying in a two-seater airplane with just the pilot.
He has a heart attack and dies. She, frantic, calls out a May Day.
"May Day! May Day! Help me! Help me! My pilot had a heart attack and is dead.[/FONT]
He has a heart attack and dies. She, frantic, calls out a May Day.
"May Day! May Day! Help me! Help me! My pilot had a heart attack and is dead.[/FONT]
[FONT="]And I don't know how to fly. Help me! Please help me!"
She hears a voice over the radio saying:
"This is Air Traffic Control and I have you loud and clear. I will talk you through this and[/FONT]
She hears a voice over the radio saying:
"This is Air Traffic Control and I have you loud and clear. I will talk you through this and[/FONT]
[FONT="]get you back on the ground. I've had a lot of experience with this kind of problem.[/FONT]
[FONT="]'Now, just take a deep breath. Everything will be fine! Now give me your height and position."[/FONT][FONT="] [/FONT]
[FONT="]She says[/FONT][FONT="], [/FONT]"I'm 5'4" and I'm in the front seat."
[FONT="]She says[/FONT][FONT="], [/FONT]"I'm 5'4" and I'm in the front seat."
[FONT="](Pause)[/FONT]
[FONT="]"O.K." says the voice on the radio.... [/FONT][FONT="] [/FONT]"Repeat after me: Our Father. . Who art in Heaven. . . ..."