From Scrap Metal to Simulator

The roar of the engine of a T-6 Harvard was filling the sky while it was flying loops high above the neighbourhood. On the ground, a young boy ran to his grandfather’s house, grabbed his binoculars, and somehow managed to climb onto the roof to look at the airplane. As he was laying there for hours, his mind was transfixed in amazement while looking at that flying machine and the pilot commanding it.