I can still smell the hot gases of burned jet fuel from the turbine nozzle as I walk around an incoming airplane to the gate, as I do my walk around, checking around for parts that should be there or worn out tires. Pulling in the overtime, making the extra bucks. No vacation left, may as well work them on my days off. I can tell my first trip of the year is going to be a blast wherever that may be.
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