The Ayers Trip
As i walked up the steps of air traffic control a guy said to me "seen your surprise yet?" with a big grin on his face. i wondered how many people were in on this surprise. "no" i replied, " where is it? or what is it rather?". he smiled wider and just beckoned me on up.
As i reached the top of the stairs, i caught a glimpse of pure Beauty.
No it wasnt a hooker or a sister.
but the reason i started flying in the first place
"oh my word!" i shouted "whos is that?!" i said excitedly just like the family had about ayers rock.
the old man chuckled and then dug his hands into his pocket "its yours till the end of the day my friend, your boss says thank you" i couldnt believe it. i raced down those stairs like a kid at christmas. i jumped in and smiled. all those hours reading old war manuals of how to fly this baby has paid off i thought. so i started her up as best i could and taxiied a little quicker than i ought to.
she growled like a tiger as we bounced down the runway
I couldnt believe it! my childhood dream has come true! at that very point so many things ran through my head. Fly away with her and never come back or try racing her with other stallions. but none of these could REALLY happen. so i settled down in the saddle for some sightseeing of my own
with the sun setting it just made the ride a million times more enjoyable
after flying steady, i decided to see what she could do and raised the throttle and threw her around
after some mad aerobatics i flew her close to the deck and gave the old boys something to talk about with some fast flybys and some hardbreaks to finish them off
but daylight was fading and i knew the inevitable would come. so i slowed her down and settled her back on the runway before parking her up.
I just didnt want it to end. like all good things i guess. i was just thankful it wasnt all a dream
Thank you everyone who followed the story. its not a real story of course but just a little fun i had in my head. any comments would be welcome.
Thanks again
Stang
