When you start the engine, you shout "Clear prop!"
You pull the E-brake to raise the seat.
You look in vain for the other shoulder harness.
You find yourself accelerating on right turns and slowing down on left turns.
You pull into a fog bank and focus your view onto the dashboard.
You merge on the highway and as you accelerate, you pull back on the steering wheel to try to takeoff.
PS: My grand-uncle flew Il-28s and actually did the last one, totaling his Mercedes (which weren't exactly easy to come by in the USSR).
Last edited by Luno13; 12-14-2011 at 06:41 PM.
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