I feel like whoring it up
I don't know where Ramadi is either. I just hopped in the Blackhawk one night, flew around for a while, made a few stops along the way in order to keep me from knowing how long of a flight it was, and a few hours later, I was in Ramadi, the armpit of Iraq.
dead center of the country apperantly, my bro was crew chief on the NG hawks in Balad, he's switching over to Air Reserve to be a flight engineer instructor last I heard
I never got that far. I scared the hell out of my instructor on my first landing though. He wanted me to wave off, but instead, I banked hard right, killed the throttle, and dropped 200 feet, leveled off, and set it down in a perfect 3 point landing. My dad was watching. He said I did a better landing than my instructor.


