We always took summer vacations to Florida, making it in just six hours. Our small six-seater airplane, packed full of luggage, my two sister, grandparents and me. I would always imagine that I was flying it, controlling the copilot yoke while sitting on my grandma's lap. I couldn’t even see over they control panel, so I knew my grandpa was still in control. I remember staring at the controls and being very confused by all the numbers, gauges and buttons. My grandpa swiftly pushed buttons, measures…
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