(June 2, 2011)
(the end of the airshow)
The volatile aviation fuel mixed with the heat in the compressor of the right engine and lit. The subsequent detonated tore the tail of the F-22 fighter apart with a bone-shaking boom.
The shockwave from the explosion slammed my helmeted head against the instrument panel, making me see stars.
* * *
"COLBY!" Scar screamed.
* * *
I blinked the stars out of my eyes and snatched the controls. I wrestled with the stick, trying futilely to bring what was left of the aircraft back under control. The controls vibrated violently in my grasp as the control surfaces shook in the air.
The F-22 flipped over in the air and I was suddenly looking up at the ground instead of at the sky. My electrical system failed, leaving me without a HUD, radios, یا instruments.
When it flipped right side up, I knew that my attempts to bring the aircraft under control were completely pointless.
The airspeed at the time of the engine explosion was Mach 1.6, and سے طرف کی the time the plane had started tumbling wildly through the air, it had fallen to Mach 1.1. But I couldn't risk riding the hulk of the fighter down to subsonic speeds, because the longer I stayed in the cockpit, the likelier it was that the rest of the plane would splinter and crumble.
My gloved hands fell to the black and yellow striped handle between my legs and yanked up.
The canopy of the plane blew off as the explosive squibs embedded in the aircraft's skin detonated. The reinforced polymer of the bubble canopy flexed and shattered in the superheated wake of the stricken jet. Molten plastic rained down on the harbor.
The ACES II ejection نشست ignited, kicking my پچھواڑے, گدا clear of the plane in a fraction of a second. I never felt the parachute open. My ہیلمیٹ hit the jetstream, my head slammed against the headrest, and everything went black.
* * *
Scar was absolutely terrified. She had seen the plane stream thick black smoke from the engine. But she had thought that her mate would have been able to land it safely. But that hope was shattered with the airplane.
"No!" she screamed. Scar jumped off the ڈاکو, ہڈ of Jon's truck and barreled through the crowd.
"Scar!" yelled Jon and Uriah. They glanced at each other, then started chasing her. "Scar, wait!"
They chased her through the throngs of people all the way to, and past, the barricades that had been hastily erected to keep the crowd off the runway. Jon vaulted over it, Uriah went under it.
A military MP caught sight of what was going on and hustled over, his hand on the Sig Sauer P226 handgun holstered at his waist.
"Stop right there," he کہا sternly. Scar kept running until Jon caught up to her and held her back.
"Sorry, officer," کہا Jon. He motioned the MP closer and whispered in his ear. "She's the mate of the pilot who crashed. Cut her some slack, okay?"
The MP nodded once. "My condolences," he کہا to Scar. "But I still need آپ back behind the barricades. The airborne aircraft are coming in."
And so they were. In the distance, Jon and Uriah could see the first of the Raptor's on approach.
Jon picked Scar up and carried her behind the barricade and to the truck. She buried her face in his shoulder and cried.
Jon hesitated, then started stroking her فر, سمور softly, trying to comfort her. "It'll be alright."
A mile یا so away, Colby's boots hit the dirt. He collapsed in a heap and was soon surrounded سے طرف کی a Hummer, police cars, and an ambulance. He was loaded onto a stretcher and put in the ambulance, which sped off, sirens blaring.
Jon, Kate, Humphrey, Uriah, and Scar all piled into Jon's truck and followed the wailing siren of the ایمبولینس to Harborview Medical Center in downtown Seattle.
(the end of the airshow)
The volatile aviation fuel mixed with the heat in the compressor of the right engine and lit. The subsequent detonated tore the tail of the F-22 fighter apart with a bone-shaking boom.
The shockwave from the explosion slammed my helmeted head against the instrument panel, making me see stars.
* * *
"COLBY!" Scar screamed.
* * *
I blinked the stars out of my eyes and snatched the controls. I wrestled with the stick, trying futilely to bring what was left of the aircraft back under control. The controls vibrated violently in my grasp as the control surfaces shook in the air.
The F-22 flipped over in the air and I was suddenly looking up at the ground instead of at the sky. My electrical system failed, leaving me without a HUD, radios, یا instruments.
When it flipped right side up, I knew that my attempts to bring the aircraft under control were completely pointless.
The airspeed at the time of the engine explosion was Mach 1.6, and سے طرف کی the time the plane had started tumbling wildly through the air, it had fallen to Mach 1.1. But I couldn't risk riding the hulk of the fighter down to subsonic speeds, because the longer I stayed in the cockpit, the likelier it was that the rest of the plane would splinter and crumble.
My gloved hands fell to the black and yellow striped handle between my legs and yanked up.
The canopy of the plane blew off as the explosive squibs embedded in the aircraft's skin detonated. The reinforced polymer of the bubble canopy flexed and shattered in the superheated wake of the stricken jet. Molten plastic rained down on the harbor.
The ACES II ejection نشست ignited, kicking my پچھواڑے, گدا clear of the plane in a fraction of a second. I never felt the parachute open. My ہیلمیٹ hit the jetstream, my head slammed against the headrest, and everything went black.
* * *
Scar was absolutely terrified. She had seen the plane stream thick black smoke from the engine. But she had thought that her mate would have been able to land it safely. But that hope was shattered with the airplane.
"No!" she screamed. Scar jumped off the ڈاکو, ہڈ of Jon's truck and barreled through the crowd.
"Scar!" yelled Jon and Uriah. They glanced at each other, then started chasing her. "Scar, wait!"
They chased her through the throngs of people all the way to, and past, the barricades that had been hastily erected to keep the crowd off the runway. Jon vaulted over it, Uriah went under it.
A military MP caught sight of what was going on and hustled over, his hand on the Sig Sauer P226 handgun holstered at his waist.
"Stop right there," he کہا sternly. Scar kept running until Jon caught up to her and held her back.
"Sorry, officer," کہا Jon. He motioned the MP closer and whispered in his ear. "She's the mate of the pilot who crashed. Cut her some slack, okay?"
The MP nodded once. "My condolences," he کہا to Scar. "But I still need آپ back behind the barricades. The airborne aircraft are coming in."
And so they were. In the distance, Jon and Uriah could see the first of the Raptor's on approach.
Jon picked Scar up and carried her behind the barricade and to the truck. She buried her face in his shoulder and cried.
Jon hesitated, then started stroking her فر, سمور softly, trying to comfort her. "It'll be alright."
A mile یا so away, Colby's boots hit the dirt. He collapsed in a heap and was soon surrounded سے طرف کی a Hummer, police cars, and an ambulance. He was loaded onto a stretcher and put in the ambulance, which sped off, sirens blaring.
Jon, Kate, Humphrey, Uriah, and Scar all piled into Jon's truck and followed the wailing siren of the ایمبولینس to Harborview Medical Center in downtown Seattle.
The cars in my مضمون series "The Race" are a wide variety of supercars that are modified to be race ready.
Wolfpack Motorsports: 2010 Maserati GranTurismo MC GT4
07: Sweets Spaur/Rich Spaur/Jon Gies
89: Phil Loth/Jenna Loth/Angelina Jolie
97: Colby Browning/Scar Browning/Sasha Thompson
Risi Competizione: 2010 Ferrari 458 Italia GT
12: Todd Corey/Brittany Chase/Adam Taylor
Omega Racing: Audi R8 LMS
36: Daniel Lucas/Crystal Lucas
Shadow Racing Team: BMW M3 GTS
Falken Motorsports: Mercedes SL65 AMG GT
The other cars are as follows: Jaguar XKR-S GT, Porsche 911 GT3 RS, and the Lamborghini LP560-4 Gallardo.
I'll get pics made of the cars soon, and I'll get them uploaded
Wolfpack Motorsports: 2010 Maserati GranTurismo MC GT4
07: Sweets Spaur/Rich Spaur/Jon Gies
89: Phil Loth/Jenna Loth/Angelina Jolie
97: Colby Browning/Scar Browning/Sasha Thompson
Risi Competizione: 2010 Ferrari 458 Italia GT
12: Todd Corey/Brittany Chase/Adam Taylor
Omega Racing: Audi R8 LMS
36: Daniel Lucas/Crystal Lucas
Shadow Racing Team: BMW M3 GTS
Falken Motorsports: Mercedes SL65 AMG GT
The other cars are as follows: Jaguar XKR-S GT, Porsche 911 GT3 RS, and the Lamborghini LP560-4 Gallardo.
I'll get pics made of the cars soon, and I'll get them uploaded
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This is a disclaimer that I am not competing with A&O, I am not trying to set a opinion of the movie and/or affect the market, And I am not editing the actual film, just screenshots. I am in no way saying that I own A&O and other Tm's such as characters, though I am saying the ترمیم shots are mine, though I give credit to lions gate and the A&O film. These تصاویر are parodies which are not meant to harm anything in any way. This is a parody NOT a satire. I have asked crest اندازی حرکت for permission before but have not gotten a reply.
THIS IS A PARODY
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