"It's that ditch that did it," consoled Raynor, going over the various aspects of the "cracked-up" landing with Hal. "In the night that grass-covered ditch couldn't have looked much different from the rest of the field. But a ditch for a landing place can turn most any sky bus into a bronco-bucking affair. Nearly every pilot mixes in with something of the kind sooner or later. Settling in a little gully out in Texas about seven years ago gave me a wallop in the bean that I won't be forgetting any time soon," and Raynor ducked his head to show Hal a jagged white scar that persistently parted his black hair unevenly at the crown.