After seven written exams, and fifety seven hours in the air I finally have my wings. It is one of the best feelings ever, I'm on work tomorrow so I can't get ratarsed but I probably will this weekend.
Long as I remember The rain been comin' down. Clouds of myst'ry pourin' Confusion on the ground. Good men through the ages, Tryin' to find the sun; And I wonder, Still I wonder, Who'll stop the rain.
And if they mention something about "solo", don't be alarmed and ask "How low!?"
Good hunting, Cajun76 Magnum-PC.com Check it, bleed. Bro... was ON! Didn't trip. But the folks was freakin', Man. Hey, and the pilots were laid to the bone, Homes. So Blood hammered out and jammed jet ship. Tightened that bad sucker inside the runway like a mother. Sheet. - Airplane II