I don’t know about you, but I have had a few bad flying experiences in the past. Rockin’ and rollin’ in snow storms; a wing that missed the ground by mere inches on a landing; and one nauseous experience in a sardine-can commuter flight, are but a few. Now we learn that the pilot and [...]

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