A veteran airplane pilot falls in love with the weirdness of helicopter flying.
A couple of years ago, I flew a big ex-Vietnam Marine helicopter, a 1,525-horsepower, radial-engine UH-34D that in its day was the Escalade EXT of the air. In truth, I simply manipulated the controls from the co-pilot's seat for 15 minutes once the owner of the nicely restored Dog had taken off and established us in level flight over Houston.
I promptly disestablished level flight. After a few minutes of watching me corkscrew through the Texas sky, the pilot keyed his mike and said, "If I have a heart attack, you have 40 seconds to live."