Jake’s first time in Pennsylvania. He hoped it wasn’t his last.
But his trusty Curtiss JN-4 was doing its best to end him right here, right in the middle of this bustling airfield.
A leak in the fuel line was all it took and suddenly his life was hanging in the balance. But hope was not lost. Not yet.
He stood on Jenny’s wing and grabbed the hose from the Stratotanker maneuvering above. A cheer erupted from the oblivious masses below.
Here Jake was trying to refuel his plane and the airshow crowd thought he was performing a stunt.
Rubes.
The Weekday One Hundred 