Lightning slashed the white peaks of the boiling thunderclouds beneath as a couple of silver-and-orange F8U Crusader jet combatants streaked easily down the Carolina coast at the go back leg of a high-altitude flight to Boston. Lieut. Colonel William Henry Rankin, U.S.M.C., sitting beneath the curved glass cover of the lead jet, took his two-plane flight over an indignant anvil of cloud, sat again casually as his eye ran around the tool panel. Altitude: 47,000 ft. Real air velocity: 500 knots. It was a crisp, sunlit flight, and the one downsida far offe in sight...
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