It's a dark, cool night at Willow Run. Not a c
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It's a dark, cool night at Willow Run. Not a cloud in the sky. The troops file in and greet each other. This time feels different. Everyone is full of joy and having a good ole time, as if they know this is the time they've been working so hard for. They are about to achieve, what many critics called an impossible. Everyone files into the plane. The seals are still on the doors, but soon they will be there no longer. The drill starts. I hear shouting from inside. The doors open and all of the necessary slides open without any issue at all. People are swarming down the slides one after another and before you know it, the plane is empty...quiet. Everyone is waiting to hear from the FAA. The drill was finished quite a bit early because the crew is just that good. The FAA is talking amongst each other away from Baltia's staff. Several of the FAA are shaking their heads negatively. People start questioning whether something went wrong that they were unaware of. One of the administrators starts waking over. News is coming, but what will that news be? When the administrator arrives, he says, "Congratulations"... And before anything else could be said, a roar came from all involved. They've succeeded. They want to immediately send out a press release, but feel that it's best to wait until the morning. They want to make sure everything is good before the PR.
<opens eyes>
is it Wednesday yet?
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