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Flying south in a small rental air plane, first buzzing the beaches along A1A it would a glorious morning. The sun just beginning to rise and the dark becoming light. A right hand turn at a light would bring me into rush hour traffic, then I realized I needed to pull up and get out of the crush, this was more than I bargained for, people would be after me. I needed to land and figure out how to explain the plane in the parking lot at Joe Robbie Stadium. Struggling I rolled right to get out of bed and thankfully my feet hit the ground. The blue light on the radio read 5:45 am.
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