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March 17, 2017

I’ve described the routine of landing at an uncontrolled airport.  So, now I was coming in to land at Lillydale.  Everything went fine until I turned onto FINAL.  Just as i did, the friend sitting next to me threw up all over my right leg and the controls.  The stench was overwhelming.  All I could do was silently repeat to myself, “You have to land the plane!”  I concentrated on the task at hand and made a perfect landing.  As soon as I had the plane under control, I asked him to open the door and let some air in.