The airplane experiences ten endless seconds of free fall before entering the worst part of the cumulonimbus, southwest of the column, taking an incredible tilt, a thirty-degree angle as imposed by the autopilot system that replaces the control stick. Immediately, the Boeing spins within turbulent cloud currents, at the same time the cockpit lights up because night falls, pitch black, and a terrible crash is heard: hundreds of huge hailstones riddle the windows, leaving scratches here and there on the safety glass. A few moments that seem endless and, despite the tornado's gusts, the Boeing regains the ascending warm current and some lift; this time, it is an intense feeling of crushing like in the big dipper.
The airplane experiences ten endless seconds of free fall before entering the worst part of the cumulonimbus, southwest of the column, taking an incredible tilt, a thirty-degree angle as imposed by the autopilot system that replaces the control stick. Immediately, the Boeing spins within turbulent cloud currents, at the same time the cockpit lights up because night falls, pitch black, and a terrible crash is heard: hundreds of huge hailstones riddle the windows, leaving scratches here and there on the safety glass. A few moments that seem endless and, despite the tornado's gusts, the Boeing regains the ascending warm current and some lift; this time, it is an intense feeling of crushing like in the big dipper.