She Offered A Kiss As A Joke—And Underestimated The Man Who Could Save Her

bucked violently to the left. A normal machine would have rolled over. But the dampeners—the ones I had tuned by hand just hours ago—kicked in. I felt the vibration through the stick, the metal groaning, but it held. It breathed.

“Hanging on!” I yelled as I pushed the nose down and banked hard into the wind.

We tore through the sky toward Indianapolis.continue reading …