In Germany, a small Piper comes in a bit short and misses a sunbather on the beach by inches.
The fence was not so lucky.
OK, I've made my share of screwed-up landings in my day, but seriously, how do you do something like this? I mean, I'm thinking that at some point on that approach it should dawn on Baron von Richthofen there that he needs to add some power and climb up just a bit.
My first thought is that he's lucky that he's not in the US of A, because the FAA would be up his ass wearing hiking boots right about now. But then again, he's in Germany, so he might wind up wishing that he was here before they're through with him.