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dollars of horsepower.

“Tower, this is Hail One, requesting immediate departure, special VFR, medical emergency,” I radioed.

“Hail One, negative, airport is closed. Wind shear alert. Visibility zero,” the tower crackled back.

I looked at Veronica.

“Go,” she said.

I pulled the collective. The 525 leapt off the ground.

The wind hit us instantly. The helicopter continue reading …