Man, 31,000 hours and still ran out of fuel… that’s rough.
Wow… skipping Pittsfield was the first domino. Sad story.
Get-home-itis strikes again. Could’ve been avoided.
Overconfidence kills. Literally.
That taildragger isn’t forgiving, especially with 58 hours on type.
Hearing the engine sputter before the crash… chilling.
Can’t believe he waved off Carlisle. That could’ve saved him.
Fuel exhaustion remains one of GA’s silent killers.
Makes you rethink every pre-flight check, honestly.
He knew the airplane, but not THIS airplane… huge difference.