Andrew Hendricks is a pilot.
It's all he ever wanted to be, but he wasn't wealthy or willing to join the military.
But it's the early 1970's and how can one feed the need to fly without a college education, good job, rich parents or Uncle Sam footing the bills?
Turns out that there's an emerging demand for people who know how to stick and rudder and don't care what's riding in the back.
Andrew was put with George Jung and the rest is gaming history!
Andrew is good with people despite being a loner, and he adapts to where he finds himself.
He's ingratiated himself with the budding cartels in Columbia and works through George to deliver in Miami.
The good times, of course, will never end!
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