Description
This book is about Hungarian pilots. In the early twentieth century, they gladly risked their lives heading for the clouds in their wire and fabric contraptions. In war, they happily faced the antiaircraft fire and enemy fighters. You see, they were addicted to flying, which was worse than tobacco, alcohol, gambling and drugs rolled into one. I know, because my father was one. Gabriel Timar
ISBN 978-1-61309-189-0
