I stand ready to serve...
Boots polished, Twinned Ooter knowledge fully up to date, excellence centred (last effort scored by the judges as: 9.0, 9.0, 8.5, 8.0, right down the middle but a bit of splashing so beat that if you can) all that remains is fully agreement implemented re: terms and conditions, Bajaj, company uniforms, etcetera.
Thanks to my late, ex-Navy father I now have a set of gold-plated wings to show my excellence plus warn other traffic approaching said Bajaj head-on in conditions of darkness. That and some Kevlar curtains and what could possibly go wrong this time around?
Yes, coming soon to a bush strip near you so keep that TCAS turned on and your transponders squawking, my little low-level rotary-wing brethren. Aviator, me! Well, sort of...
You know, I once had one of the Dornier demi-gods ask me, "So where is this Warri Air Strip I keep hearing about?" (He thought the runway at the NAF Base Port Harcourt was a bit tight.) So I showed him. He thought I was having a joke, there.