"Arrr! A sky ship be meetin’ its doom in the Rockies, takin’ two hearty souls to Davy Jones!"
2024-11-24
Arrr! A cunning Cessna, it be, meetin’ Davy Jones' locker whilst training the lad! The poor captain and his matey, the sky-snapper, be off to the great beyond, say the scallywags in charge! Aye, 'tis a right disaster in the clouds, matey!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round and lend me yer ears, for I bring tidings of a most unfortunate affair in the skies! A Cessna, that wee flying contraption, did meet its doom while strugglin’ to master the art of air piracy—er, I mean, trainin’ exercises, aye! Alas, the brave captain of this metal bird, along with a fellow snapper of aerial portraits, hath gone to Davy Jones' locker.