Post by The Realm of Moderal on Aug 23, 2022 1:15:59 GMT
September 1910.
After four long, hard years she had done it. She had managed to finally get the mass of wood, canvas and steel to get off the ground. The engine whirred and shudderd, sending dangerous ripples through the wood below her. She pulled up trying to maintain altilude, and the plane pitched up sharply, too sharply. The plane climbed rapidly slowing down until for a dangerous second it stopped and hovered mid air. before swinging, nose down, and plummeting to the ground fortunately not too far below. The plane hit the ground with a crash. She sat there, shocked. Finally, it had worked.
After four long, hard years she had done it. She had managed to finally get the mass of wood, canvas and steel to get off the ground. The engine whirred and shudderd, sending dangerous ripples through the wood below her. She pulled up trying to maintain altilude, and the plane pitched up sharply, too sharply. The plane climbed rapidly slowing down until for a dangerous second it stopped and hovered mid air. before swinging, nose down, and plummeting to the ground fortunately not too far below. The plane hit the ground with a crash. She sat there, shocked. Finally, it had worked.