One rainy evening in the L.A. basin, SoCal approach was trying to merge a bunch of traffic with wildly different airspeeds onto V23 southbound:
SoCal:
“Cessna Eight Eight Tango, what’s your best airspeed?”
Cessna 88T:
“One hundred ten knots.”
SoCal (gloomy) :
“Oh.”
Cessna 88T:
“Don’t be disappointed. It just means we’ll get to spend more time together.”
SoCal:
“Well, if you like me so much, Cessna Eight Eight Tango, turn left heading 090-a 360 for spacing.”
Jeffery Westbrook
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