The Aerosoft Airbus groaned. The nose pitched up violently. But the slats, stuck in the mid-position, created an asymmetric drag. The plane yawed left—towards the volcanic crater.
Markus reset the FMS. The second approach was silent. Perfect. He greased the landing so softly that the virtual tires barely squeaked. He vacated the runway at taxiway B6, heading for the gate near the FSDG-modeled terminal.
Tomorrow, he told himself, he would fly a default Cessna over a flat, boring desert.
"Good morning, Réunion Approach. Speedbird 241, descending FL180, inbound FMEE with Mike," Markus said into his headset.
"Go around," he decided, shoving the throttles to TO/GA. "Speedbird 241, going around."
He was at 200 feet, in a valley, with a jammed slat and a phantom open cargo door.
