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This Is What Happens To Your Body If You Die In A Plane Crash

I’ve only ever had two things happen in airplanes of any note.
Couple of years ago landing in Mazatlán, Mexico. The 737 seemed to be coming down towards the landing strip much faster then usual. Much faster. We hit pretty hard, sort of bounced, and taxied in to the terminal. I didn’t think too much about it because, hey, we survived. There are only so many flights in and out, so generally you fly back with most of the people that you came in with. When we were taking off after our week was up a lady in the back of the plane hollered “that was sure smoother then the landing!” So I wasn’t the only one that noticed.
About a decade or so ago we are looking for a WWII fighter plane (Bell P-39 Airacobra) that got lost on its way to Alaska then Russia during WWII. We know roughly where it is in northern British Columbia. We are in a tiny two seat Cessna. A 140? 150? Doesn’t matter. Anyway, we have to stop for fuel at a tiny fly in community. Dirt airstrip, trees on three sides, lake at the end. Tiny. We come in, hit hard, bounce back up, and I swear that for a second we were pointing up at about forty five degrees, and tilting sideways at about forty five degrees with one wing tip about a foot from the runway. The whole thing happened in about two seconds, no more. He straightens out and we land. The pilot said nothing, and I said nothing, but I’m pretty sure that it was a close call.
 
I've never flown into or out of this airport in Colorado and I don't want to. All the celebrities hang out at Telluride, winter, and summer. There are many private jets coming and going.

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Wife & I have been binge watching 'The Blacklist' lately on 'Netfizzle', and this is the final movements of the then CIA Director.

I'm sure we'd all like to have this happen to some people in power....

 
I've never flown into or out of this airport in Colorado and I don't want to. All the celebrities hang out at Telluride, winter, and summer. There are many private jets coming and going.

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Could make for a neat drag strip…if you have good brakes
 
Went down in an Apache and in a Black Hawk. Survived both. Passenger in the Hawk. flying the Apache.
First, thank you for your service! I bumped into my buddy’s older brother in Pendleton a while back. Me, being a Lance Corporal and he being a Major. Talk about awkward. He stuck me in the gunner’s seat and took me for a ride in a Black Hawk. All the respect in the world for you guys. He was insane and that was my last time doing that. Lmao
 
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The Hawk I was riding in lifted off at Basra Airfield and just got out of ground effect and lost electrical. The thing crashed back on the flightline from about 35 feet. Crunch. Didn't explode but didn't fly again either. The Apache suffered a 50 cal. round through the front that took out several key pieces of equipment that I needed to safely keep it airborne. We autorotated from around 1800 feet. That one didn't fly again either. We always went out in pairs so my wingman stayed around till DART arrived along with a platoon of infantry. The 50 cal. shooter got turned into pink mist too. My pal put a 30MM right through his back.
 
Wife & I have been binge watching 'The Blacklist' lately on 'Netfizzle', and this is the final movements of the then CIA Director.

I'm sure we'd all like to have this happen to some people in power....


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I had a girlfriend who went down in my Zephyr....obviously not a winged craft. :rolleyes:
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I don't know if I have a picture of the car now....but it was similar to this one...

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The Hawk I was riding in lifted off at Basra Airfield and just got out of ground effect and lost electrical. The thing crashed back on the flightline from about 35 feet. Crunch. Didn't explode but didn't fly again either. The Apache suffered a 50 cal. round through the front that took out several key pieces of equipment that I needed to safely keep it airborne. We autorotated from around 1800 feet. That one didn't fly again either. We always went out in pairs so my wingman stayed around till DART arrived along with a platoon of infantry. The 50 cal. shooter got turned into pink mist too. My pal put a 30MM right through his back.
Outstanding. Those 50 cal are nothing nice. Glad you made it out.
 
Outstanding. Those 50 cal are nothing nice. Glad you made it out.
Yeah, we were too. Rough landing but we hobbled away. All my screens, my IHADSS and gauges just died. Or went haywire. Didn't even feel the round hit but noticed the debris flying out to my right and shut it down instantly before too much **** got sucked into that sides engine. My gunner had his footwell suddenly full of shrapnel and wind, he got sliced up pretty good but nothing fatal. The round missed his legs by a whisker. The inch thick ballistic glass between the cockpits saved me from that crap but it was hard to watch and not be able to help except getting the chopper down and him and I out of it safely. Looking franticly for a landing spot that was flat. Worried about the 30MM gun carriage slamming up into the cockpit, the Hellfire's on the rails exploding, the 200 plus gallons of JP8 exploding or burning, the rotors shearing off and slicing the cockpit to shreds etc.. all that flew through my mind in the first 4 seconds....lol. It all happened so fast it's hard to remember really, adrenaline drenched 20 seconds. Training took over and we both did what we had to do and prayed for grace. Once we were out then it was all about not getting ventilated or captured before the DART chopper could get there and the road warriors could arrive with more firepower and bodies. Our second ship took care of business though, they were ammo and ordinance dry by the time they landed next to us. What a night. Those bastards may have gotten in a lucky shot, but it cost them dearly. 49 million dollar choppers are replaceable, life isn't. One of the infantry guys collected that 50 cal. from the spot where the shooter was spread out across the land, he offered it to us a souvenir, but we declined. I just wanted a bed and a meal and a medic, in that order. We were pretty wrung out by then.
 
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