maybe there was more to the story than the 135 mile per hour winds over the Sierra Mountains, if it was on autopilot at the time. But the pilot, who I complimented, that looked like my grandfather as I left the plane, simply said, "Piece of Cake"
maybe there was more to the story than the 135 mile per hour winds over the Sierra Mountains, if it was on autopilot at the time. But the pilot, who I complimented, that looked like my grandfather as I left the plane, simply said, "Piece of Cake"