Reaching across to my left, my right hand unlocks the thin metal door separating me from England. As I open the door, my left leg slips out.
Reaching back across the seat, I grab my revolver from a small pouch under the control panel.
I wouldn’t want to invade the UK without a weapon. Read More
I cannot die this way!
The latch finally opens, forcing the canopy to flip back, violently ripping off the plane as the wind gusts carry it away.
I release my harness. My last ounce of strength forces my burnt frame out of the cockpit.
The flames follow me out of the plane, twisting and turning to continue burning me as I slowly fall away from the plummeting aircraft. Read More