This is a common plea heard in the cockpit when I’m flying. I have few goals in life but I’d be really happy if I can get through my PPL without any fatalities. Today had the potential to be a little dicey. It was the first time that someone had attempted to marshal me in when taxiing back to the apron.
So basically I’m (semi)controlling a large piece of machinery with a nicely lethal spinning thing on the front and heading towards a guy who’s waving his arms in a way that’s mildly incomprehensible to me (I may have glossed over that section in the book). The thing is Bob, I don’t think you should be telling someone who has marginal taxiing control at the best of times, to “aim directly for him”. I really don’t.
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