“Nick, push it up. Push it way up”
“I am trying Ben. But this damn thing isn’t responding.”
The cockpit was a cacophony of alarms and it was extremely difficult for the pilots to hear each other as the twin engine jet spiraled out of control and headed straight for the neighborhood of Rodwood.
Luckily, the pilots found a road to land the plane. But it still clipped a few light poles and cars finally coming to rest near the mayor’s home. Almost immediately, the air was filled with cries for help with passengers staggering out of the burning wreckage.