The Pilot's Prayer
Oh controller, who art in Tower, Hallowed be thy sector.
Thy traffic come, thy instructions be done, On the ground as in the air.
Give us this day our radar vectors, And forgive us our TCA incursions, As we forgive those who cut us off on final.
And lead us not into adverse weather, But deliver us our clearances.
Roger. |
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