Needed a sneeze to pass. Just 35 points to lock it in. After receiving a 90+ on my previous local run, I was all smiles and excited to give my instructor the final thumbs up after being the last run of PA's. Everything was great, no missed wake timers, no missed wake turbulance advisories, no delays, 16 departures shot out, no runway separation problems nothing. It was all sunshine and rainbows until good ol Barron 71GL came in and ruined my life. Quite literally. I gave him a pattern entry and a right 360 for spacing. I thought it was enough but it wasn't. I lost control of my sequence and had an unplanned go around. After that, it was a frantic effort to clean up and re establish the pattern. Unfortunately it was too late, the PA was over and I had lost way too many small points to pass. I held in the tears pretty well but it was mostly due to being in denial that I was going home. It didn't hit me until seeing the security dude in my rearview escorting me out with no where to be and nothing to do that it became real and I broke down. It was quite the experience, lucky to have had a shot. I'm thankful I was apart of a pretty rad group of people. Seems like just yesterday we were picking up scraps from Cowboys and exploring the secret underground tunnels.
Life's not fair tho
skrt skrt
-Miles