I’m without fuel

The plane contacts the control tower:

- Control tower, this is Cessna 1325, student-pilot, I’m without fuel.

In the tower, everybody drops the coffee, all emergency procedures are activated, the whole department is on alert. Sweat runs down in some people’s faces and the controller answers the pilot:

- Roger, Cessna 1325. Reduce velocity for gliding. Do you have visual contact with the lane?
- I… I mean… I’m on the lane… I’m waiting for the fuel’s deposit to be atested.

Photo by Nuno Manuel Baptista
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