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...helicopter. No airport is required. Like a helicopter, the gyroplane takes off almost vertically and can fly 330 miles at a cruising speed of 120 m.p.h. Unlike a helicopter, it has a gas turbine-powered propeller that drives the craft forward and provides airspeed to power two asymmetrical overhead blades. These 42-ft. blades rotate only when the wind rushes up through them. They give the aircraft lift, stability and improved safety; in case of engine failure, they continue to rotate and allow a safe, controlled descent. The other thing that makes the gyroplane different from a helicopter...
...into his radio, "Advance forwards. We are ready to start the war now." Twenty yards to the left of the command bunker where he stands, a T-55 tank opens up with its main gun, and the assault is on. Northern Alliance artillery shells and 82-mm mortars whiz overhead as a 50-cal. gun pops individual rounds at Taliban front lines, 1,000 yds. away across a small dip in the rolling brown hills...
...front line. These lines haven't moved in more than a year, and today the attack begins slowly. Hassan shouts into his radio, "Where are the soldiers? I ordered them to attack. Advance now." On the radio he gives out bombing coordinates, and two U.S. fighter jets appear overhead. Three hundred yards to the left of Hassan's position is another command post, where one of Hassan's officers says the American team is based. It cannot be seen from Hassan's position, but over the radio, Alliance commanders ask the Americans to give coordinates to the jets circling overhead...
Then, at the start of the seventh race, a helicopter taking photographs for Sailing World magazine flew overhead, and the resulting noise prompted confusion among the Harvard sailors. They were unsure if their boat had crossed the starting line early, but sailors from another school told them their number had indeed been called, so they returned to the line and restarted...
This past Sunday was the annual New York City Marathon. As helicopters flew overhead and police barricaded street corners, painful reminders of a city under siege, runners clad in starred and striped shorts and T-shirts turned 26 miles of raw endurance into a communal exercise of grief. Firefighters ran for lost brothers, husbands for lost wives, friends for lost friends. The marathon’s motto, “United We Run,” captured the spirit of the event. Never, perhaps, has the image of 30,000—Canadians, Ethiopians, and New Yorkers among them?...