Solo
"Sixty five knots, 1300 RPM, two hundred feet to go; I have the runway made, looking good." Ok back on the throttle, easy... easy... time to flare... there's the picture... hold it hold it. We're down. Now that was a good landing. I am really getting the hang of this." "Ok! That was a great landing," said the flight instructor. "Pull over here by the edge of the runway." I taxi the airplane to the side of the runway. Jeff opens the door and starts to get out. With one leg dangling...