The loose sand dragged at the wheels, flipped the plane on its nose so suddenly that Johnny never did know just how it happened.

Bland had feared that sand, and braced himself.

But Johnny did not know.

His head had snapped forward against the rim of the cowl--a terrible blow that sent him sagging inertly against the strap that held him.

Bland got out, took one look at Johnny, and sank down weakly upon the sand..