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Becca flying an airplane. She let me take the controls for a couple minutes and boy did I have a death grip on the yoke. I hadn't been up in a Cessna in more than five years. I know all the ins and outs of how the silly things stay in the air, and yet I must admit to being slightly scared of small planes. But, to paraphrase a favorite TV show: Flying was fun, and we didn't all die.
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