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Published: April 5th 2006
It’s sunrise, and one of the reddest I’ve ever seen. Despite the tranquil scene outside, we’re being thrown around a little by turbulence and I can feel the gap between my seatback and the fuselage changing by around ¼”, threatening to trap my head as I sleep. Don’t wings bend a lot? With my eyes closed trying to sleep, all I can see is a finite-element computer model of the fuselage with exaggerated-cartoon distortions and rainbow colours spreading throughout the members. I really need sleep now, but I only managed two hours or so.
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