Question

write dialogues between pilot and black aeroplane pilot

Answer 1

Answer:

Everything was going well — it was an easy flight. Paris was about 150 kilometers behind me when I saw the clouds. Storm clouds. They were huge. They looked like black mountains

standing in front of me across the sky. I knew I could not fly up and over them, and I did not

have enough fuel to fly around them to the north or south. “I ought to go back to Paris,” I thought, but I wanted to get home. I wanted that breakfast. ‘I’ll take the risk,’ I thought and flew that old Dakota straight into the storm.