A Miscellaneous part
" Sitting there, i sat waiting, the engines quiet. Reaching down i flipped the switch causing the ignitors to send an electrical spark to the 2 Turbin Radzon engines, capable of over 512 horses. The turbins started to revolve, slowly at first, then faster and faster until the engines turn over and fire up. I sit there, checking the systems and plotting a course on which would seem logical. I looked up at the light, still red, all the others around me waiting for that same light, a few reving their engines. It seemed like forever when finally the light beeped then changed to green. On that second, throwing both sticks forward, the engines engaged and off they went, taking me with them. "
Why might something like this be posted you ask? Do you know what kind of a sport this is. This is sometimes how i feel in life, that its like this sport, sometimes your on top, other times your in the middle, other times your on the bottom of the pack. Its strange, and weird, but thats what i have always thought about my life being like that sometimes.
Why might something like this be posted you ask? Do you know what kind of a sport this is. This is sometimes how i feel in life, that its like this sport, sometimes your on top, other times your in the middle, other times your on the bottom of the pack. Its strange, and weird, but thats what i have always thought about my life being like that sometimes.