Francisco ("Pancho") Sarabia is a small Mexican with a white-toothed smile and surprising blue eyes. One morning last week, at Mexico City's airport, he put a rabbit's foot and a holy medal into his wallet, climbed into a five-year-old racing plane, took off in the direction of New York City. Pancho bucked strong head winds, got up at times to 16,000 ft. He had started with 525 gallons, but after passing Philadelphia he began to worry about his gas. When he sighted his destination, Floyd Bennett Field, he decided he was just about dry. So, instead of circling to come in...
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