A Hazy Washington Skyline was just coming into view as we descended through 10,000 feet. The Washington Monument was the first landmark to catch my eye. National Airport was clearly visible just forward of the right wing. I grinned at my copilot, tongue in my cheek. "Ask 'em for a visual. I got the airport in sight." My copilot chuckled, nodding his head. "Sure. No problem." He pretended to key his mic. "My captain says he would like a visual. I'm sure you know who he is." I smiled, looking at the line of airplanes ahead of us on the TCAS display. They were all in various stages of the River Visual Approach to Runway 19. We would have to be on fire with both engines flamed out in order to get ahead of everybody else.
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