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your pitch feel like?” I asked.
“Slight downward drift.”
“Pull to neutral. Nothing more. Do not fight the aircraft. You will overcorrect.”
“I do not know if—”
“Listen,” I said, voice steady as bedrock. “You will listen to my voice until your panels come back online. You understand?”
A shaky breath. Then, “Yes, ma’am.”
Richard stood in the cockpit doorway,continue reading …
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