A friend’s uncle was a flying instructor during World War II. Conducting low-level manoeuvres over Werribee, a nervous passenger once asked if he realised how close they were to the ground. “Yes,” he replied, “but I never look, because where I look I go.”
It’s counterintuitive, but you shouldn’t look directly at an obstacle in order to pass it safely. Read the rest of this entry »
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