I was probably about 12, around 1954. I flew on a four engine prop engine commercial flight (not a TWA Constellation) between ABQ and San Diego. All I remember is that three out of the four engines eventually quit before we landed safely. That did not deter me from flying at all and I eventually learned to fly.
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