Huh. And my flight instructor only made me land a cessna at Dulles, Detroit, and - darn, that fedex field in Ypsi, I forget the name.
Required three night flights, as I recall.
We did a lot of touch and gos at Lakehurst NAEC. I think he would have given me a cat shot in a Cessna if he could have.
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