He assigned me to a certain duty to look for a clearing while he was trying to get the engine power which for a few minutes the power went up again.

Now I have my new ambition to fly on my 100th birthday.

When an aviator crashes, it's very necessary to get up there again right away.

I yelled 'get me out' several times, and the next thing I knew I realized somebody was pulling me out of the plane. My instinctive fear was the gasoline.

We crash-landed. It was pitch black.

It reduced power slowly but then the power went, down, down, down.