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...dumfounded watchers heard his motor die to a hiss, saw the ship stall, saw it "fall off" on one wing and into what every novice should dread?a tailspin. The motor barked again, and Long Lance pulled out and into a gentle landing. Grinning, Long Lance clambered from his cockpit to face school discipline for his antics. But he was let off with a warning...
...white shirt and linen knickers unsoiled. Capt. Hawks stood grinning in the cockpit, gnawed a sandwich, gulped coffee and water before responding to the welcoming committee. He disclaimed all concern in breaking the old record of 14 hr. 45 min., set by the Lindberghs on Easter Sunday. Said he: "I am not interested in records. It was purely a business demonstration of the possibilities of an aerial pony express. With relays of pilots and fast planes at intermediate points ... I think a schedule of 13 to 15 hrs. could be maintained. . . . The nonstop flight is of no value. Why load...
...aircraft built this year (exclusive of planes exported) 598 were biplanes, 562 monoplanes. Of the biplanes, 493 were open cockpit landcraft, eight cabin landcraft, 18 flying boats, 30 amphibians, 49 convertible. Of the monoplanes, 271 were open cockpit landcraft, 275 cabin landcraft, five flying boats, seven amphibians, four convertibles...
...lubricating system prevented flight tests. Last week changes had been completed, but conditions were not yet right for outdoor flying. Impatient, youthful Inventor Bleecker tied a rope to the keel of the little machine inside its hangar at Valley Stream, Long Island. Then he started the motor, entered the cockpit, gently opened the throttle. The craft rose vertically from the hangar floor, hovered under the roof at the end of its tether, settled lightly to the floor again...
Glorious Failure. The four men in the Southern Cross strained eyes and ears. Surely they should have sighted Cape Race by this time. Surely an intelligible radio bearing should come to guide them Major Charles Kingsford-Smith scowled at the grey fog outside his cockpit, cursed the compasses that pointed crazily to East and West. Beside him stolid Dutch Evert Van Dyk held the controls, stared straight ahead. In the cabin behind him Radioman John Stannage frantically worked key and dials. Navigator J. Patrick Saul searched in vain for a patch of sky that he might fix his sextant...