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- “I want a perfect landing this time,” she said to the pilot. The wind was blowing out of the northwest and the crosswind would make it difficult.
- “Yes, Captain,” the pilot replied. (Slade, 66)
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- The pilot lowered the flaps and a gust of wind banged the Hera against the dock, making the ship rattle and shudder. It was enough to set Miss Hakkandottir's nerves on edge. She grabbed the pilot with her metal hand, ignoring his pleading, and lifted him over the side of the open car. “You'll land perfectly next time.” Then she dropped him.
- He fell several feet before grabbing on to the landing rope and slipping down to the ground. She was disappointed. Not even a broken leg. (Slade, 67)
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