Turning to avoid a thunderstorm
Once clear I realised the new apprentice ground crew, had forgotten to refuel!. I'd have to hope I'd make it back
Airport in sight and radioed my situation, cleared for straight in. we might just get there.
Just as I got lined up the chug and splutter told me no more juice. and the prop stopped. flaps down and gliding school, memories flood back
Gonna make it. passengers can breathe again as can I.
