4604. He considered that the engine was new and so perhaps
it was faulty. Thus he reasoned to himself, as the dark spot got very slightly
bigger. He began to be certain that he was going to die when the wing melted
and fell from the plane. He could see this happening in his mind eye.
4605. Oddly enough, the prospect of the plane tearing apart
as the wing fell away did not cause his any fear. The reality of his impending
death produced a philosophic mood. He was thinking about how the plane looked
to him to be entirely still, and not moving at all.
4606. He knew that the aircraft at that moment was moving
through the air at five hundred miles an hour. Five hundred seemed like such a
strange speed that he could not grasp it. Fifty miles an hour he could picture,
but five hundred he could not.
4607. "I wonder how fast the earth is moving as it
spins around on its axis?" he asked himself, but he had no idea. "How
fast is the spinning earth moving in its path around the sun." Could it be
fifty miles an hour or five hundred, he couldn't even guess.
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