From the sprawling Consolidated Aircraft Corp. factory on Lindbergh Field a huge flying boat waddled down to land-locked San Diego Bay one day last week. In the bright California sun her slim wing looked absurdly frail, her huge hull with its upswept stern grotesquely fat. Nevertheless, her little band of professional observers knew they were watching a plane designed to be the last aerodynamic word of 1939.
With her two 2,000-h.p. Wright Cyclones rumbling, she taxied out to open water, swung into the wind and poised for flight. Spindrift ripping from her slim stern, she was up on the step....
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