I’m so glad we knew about it already, because this bulletin was sent out from Younger Son’s MySpace ™ account.
It’s a bird, its superman, no wait, that’s T’s plane falling…
so yesterday around 4:30 i was flying solo, practicing stalls, and on my last one i ended up entering into an inverted spin (the plane was spinning horizontally while upside down). it's a good thing i was just over 5000 ft, bc it took me about 2000 to recover. i still dont know how i lived considering we aren't trained (our ground school teacher told us one time last semester) how to recover from spins, and there's a less than 20% chance of recovery, but here i am.
bc i'm convinced that skill had nothing to do with it
And once again, his father and I say, “Thank you, Lord. Your mercies are neverending.”