The aircraft carrier
You fly a long ways home. At around dusk, you're spotted on the coast of an allied country, but they see you in a German plane, not an allied one. You hear two blasts and are shot down in a ball of black smoke and white and yellow fire. The explosion makes your eyes sting and your head throb.
Your last thought before you are thrust out of the plane into a free fall is, the first time this happened, it wasn't as bad. Because that time, you had a parachute.
The distant coastline, now dotted with white and orange specks of civilization as night approaches, begins rushing up to meet you. Your head meets the sidewalk of some town at nearly 1,000 miles an hour, straight down from 32,000 feet above sea level (the height you were flying your jet at). This makes for quite the news headline.
Your last thought before you are thrust out of the plane into a free fall is, the first time this happened, it wasn't as bad. Because that time, you had a parachute.
The distant coastline, now dotted with white and orange specks of civilization as night approaches, begins rushing up to meet you. Your head meets the sidewalk of some town at nearly 1,000 miles an hour, straight down from 32,000 feet above sea level (the height you were flying your jet at). This makes for quite the news headline.
