"I shoved the throttle against the stop, pegged the revs at 2600, and took a fast swipe at beads of sweat stinging my eyes. The rim rushed toward us, massive, round, and glossy smooth. I banked right and clawed out through the notch. The horizon burst open with a shower of sweet sunlight and the taste of fresh air." The event described here by the author in his search for uranium in the 1950s is one of many describing the excitement, the disappointments,...
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