The Blue

There was only one thing that do. And he did so without a trace of betænkning. He drove his motor 10 up to  power, as he hope that mastering the critical  by increasing the  plane’s speed, by which attained a more powerful effect of høiderorene. At the same time he took the wheel as far back as possible, in this way that sits wing-holders under the maximum die, and thus Hæve Næs on  plane.

A few seconds he sat  in the hope of see that the bow rise. But no, there was not enough evidence of that. On the contrary, continued biplane that ruled  down, while the earth with the breakneck speed that seemed to come rushing to him.

Henri’s brain work fast, he had Træna it to them. The next second he was aware of the terrible situation. He was clear that the wind had not tat of after his first outbreak, which is often tilfældet. The enforcement wing parties still down. And nothing of what he did, could stop this desperate crash down.

Tank Fighters flew like lightning through him as he fell. That now the earth with such speed could only mean one thing – certain death.  Planet was now entirely unruly mustache. What was so select the desired between?

Henri tænkte. Tank Fighters  each other. It came from the Finder – in the next second – a means to save your life. One candidate – indeed most – would only have clung with arms fixed to the first and , then absolutely  that wait it dræpende collision. But not so with Allen Henri. What where  through him, was: “If I run into the ground, nothing can save me, not with this speed. Impossible. There will not be something that receives the impact. What can I do to get 11 anything to receive it? What can I – “So, the next second inspiration came over him. While down there turned away, or hid in  hænderne, unable to look at the

Henri_04b (Photo credit: Automatomato)

plane reached the last mad plunge, traded Henri with fast, quiet bevægelser.