The helo went up about seventy feet and swooped west, when I heard a loud bang. The pilot shouted, “We’ve been hit! We’ve been hit!” Then he turned off the engine.
I thought to myself: This is the end.
Smoke poured from the back of the helo and we were spiraling straight down. There was not a damn thing I could do but utter a quick prayer and hold on. Seconds later we slammed the ground hard, jarring every bone, tooth, and muscle in my body. Then the bird flipped right, and I flew and smashed my head against the side door frame.
Stars circled in my head. The helo lay on its side. Half-conscious, I braced myself against the seat and tried to yank the side door open, but it was stuck. Blood poured down my face. I wiped it away from my eyes and kicked the door five or six times until it jarred free and I could pull it open…………….