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‘This weather’s infuriating. I thought Australia was meant to be 80 per cent desert. Why all the bloody rain? We’ll never get up in the air at the rate we’re going,’ Scotty grumbled, unconscious of the fact he’d circled the monoplane several times in his distracted state.
Nonetheless, the monoplane was a beauty. Small but in the crew’s opinion completely magnificent. The 200 horsepower Whirlwind engine proudly spanned out in a circle from the base of the propeller. The silver body glistened, absolutely free of imperfections, which was what made it all the more frustrating to not be able to take her up for a flight.
George peered doubtfully outside the hangar into the gloom. Fog had well and truly settled in for the day, obscuring the runway. His shirt stuck to his back and even he fe
