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Michael looked the aircraft up online and gave a non-pilots assessment of the aesthetics and @Boris Badenov was displeased.

I think it’s a great looking aircraft! But then I still have a thing for the prop Do328
It's far from an elegant airplane for sure but I think it looks good and has aged well especially given unique its design is. That being said @Boris Badenov flew for the Gucci check hauling MU-2 shop while mine was more Sanford and Son.

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This is when the fleet was repossessed following Flight Line Inc/American Check Transport's bankruptcy.

I later flew some of Boris' airplanes when we got restarted as Flight Development LLC. They were so much nicer and cleaner, only the vaguest whiff of cigarette smoke left in them.
 
You know it's a freight dawg when the landing lights are still out in the daytime lol
If you don't move them, they can't break! I'm sure I've told this one before, but as the story goes, the old bastard who owned ICJ/Air 1st had won and lost multiple fortunes over the years. Vague recollections of stories about a rich wife, vacation homes with elevators, the oil boom, all of that 70s/80s hilarious excess. There were almost certainly shag-pile carpets, big rings, and enormous Cadillacs involved.

In any case, he was no one's fool, and evidently bought up all of the spares for the damned things and just shoved them in a hangar somewhere out on Blasted Expanse Blvd. in Tulsa. So (again, as the story goes), when some noob flew threw a thunderstorm and some hail broke the tip-tank lights, he just had them quietly wheel it in to the hangar, where he proceeded to hobble around it and break everything breakable with his cane. Because the insurance company was for damned sure going to be buying the parts from him and the prices were, well, about to get higher. Murca!
 
If you don't move them, they can't break! I'm sure I've told this one before, but as the story goes, the old bastard who owned ICJ/Air 1st had won and lost multiple fortunes over the years. Vague recollections of stories about a rich wife, vacation homes with elevators, the oil boom, all of that 70s/80s hilarious excess. There were almost certainly shag-pile carpets, big rings, and enormous Cadillacs involved.

In any case, he was no one's fool, and evidently bought up all of the spares for the damned things and just shoved them in a hangar somewhere out on Blasted Expanse Blvd. in Tulsa. So (again, as the story goes), when some noob flew threw a thunderstorm and some hail broke the tip-tank lights, he just had them quietly wheel it in to the hangar, where he proceeded to hobble around it and break everything breakable with his cane. Because the insurance company was for damned sure going to be buying the parts from him and the prices were, well, about to get higher. Murca!
I feel like todays scummy aviation characters just aren’t this entertaining.
 
JFC, there's a switch for that. Hang them by their thumbs
Having a front row seat watching a scummy 135 outfit run out of money and go bankrupt was an unbelievable experience. Going from a place that had a flight operation that was well run, organized, and had their excrement together to that made my head spin. But it was multi engine turbine time, and I met my wife because of that job so it wasn’t all bad.

It really makes me thankful to have had been at Airnet before ACT because they, Airnet, gave me the foundation of knowledge and skills that kept me out of trouble while I was there.
 
I will live stream NJC. It’s still super early though. Generally much more lively at night, just like zoom chat!
 
Oh, wow, a sighting of the fix in the wild! I will try to make it so I can put it in my "Rare Birds of America" logbook. Won't be much before 9:30, though.
 
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