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Final Approach
This is the story of a blonde flying in a 2-seater airplane with just the pilot.
They are at an altitude of 14,000 feet, clear skies, full tank of fuel.
They are heading east out of Detroit, over Lake Erie.
Then tragedy hits, the pilot has a heart attack and dies.
She frantically calls a May Day:
"May Day! May Day! Help! Help! My pilot had a heart attack and is dead.
And I don't know how to fly".
All of a sudden she hears a voice over the radio saying:
"This is Detroit tower. I've received your message and I will talk you
through it. I've had a lot of experience with this kind of problem. Now,
just relax.
Everything will be fine! Now give me your height and position."
She says, "I'm 5'4" and I'm in the front seat."
"OoooKay." says the voice from the tower. "Repeat after me: Our Father. . . Who art in Heaven. . . "
They are at an altitude of 14,000 feet, clear skies, full tank of fuel.
They are heading east out of Detroit, over Lake Erie.
Then tragedy hits, the pilot has a heart attack and dies.
She frantically calls a May Day:
"May Day! May Day! Help! Help! My pilot had a heart attack and is dead.
And I don't know how to fly".
All of a sudden she hears a voice over the radio saying:
"This is Detroit tower. I've received your message and I will talk you
through it. I've had a lot of experience with this kind of problem. Now,
just relax.
Everything will be fine! Now give me your height and position."
She says, "I'm 5'4" and I'm in the front seat."
"OoooKay." says the voice from the tower. "Repeat after me: Our Father. . . Who art in Heaven. . . "