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Horror at Eleven Thousand Feet?
Allow me to apologize for this article's ambivalent title, but first let me tell you the story of how I went from cruising on autopilot at 11,000 feet while eating a bag of M&Ms to treading water in the shark infested Gulf of Mexico all in a matter of 3 minutes. I am an ATP rated pilot and use my aircraft extensively for business and personal transportation. On 20 September 2012, I had planned on flying from my home in Houston, Texas to Sarasota, Florida for some meetings. When I lined…Sort type: [Top] [Newest]
Luck was on your side.
What is going on - I'm so confused. I noted in a post earlier today that this post looked very familiar. I then noticed most of the responses were months old. Now - my earlier post has disappeared without a trace. Curiouser and curiouser.
How did the meetings go?
Boy all this looks so familiar - even the responses. Am I hallucinating?
In cat lives you are down to 8! Get some dough from Breitling for the ad.
Did you ever stop to think that a higher power had more to do with your "decisive action" than you did? I personally think that it was God who saved you, not luck. Won't you ask Him to come into your heart and live for Him and thank Him for permitting you to have more life? You will really begin to live and also have eternal life."For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life." John 3:16
Did you ever stop to think "people have the right to decide for themselves"? Nope, didn't think so. This guy was thinking on his feet, and it was his training and quick efficient action that got them out of the mess.