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Originally Posted by Av8rgirl
The first time I had a real emergency, I was surprised at how quickly and without emotion I went through the emergency procedures. It wasn't until after we had landed that I totally fell apart. I got out of the plane and "did" kiss the ground (my knees buckled, I had no choice! Just kidding, but my legs were a little wobbly!)
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oh yeah !!
I was in a Cessna 152 and the engine caught fire over the coastal range on the San Francisco Peninsula, above San Andreas Lake.
I was 13, and in the copilot seat, my dad was the pilot.
Dad went into some automatic mode, and brought us safely down at San Carlos Airport.
I was surprised to find I didn't pee my pants, and yes, I KISSED the tarmac.
