LOL
shades of Doctor spock, who later repudiated his teachings.
i know my father didn't specialise in hovering, born of a couple of thousand hours in P40's and 51's. but i did get to see his very smooth touch when I got him to hover and fly the G5 that I was operating once. For him it was after only a few minutes and thirty years of lack of currency. That was something quite special.
My mother, on the other hand, well my sister and I got her hovering plenty when we set off to explore the boundaries, and further, of our farm in our very early youth. Our speciality being to take the pea rifle and go hunting after a good bit of rain that usually ran a good fresh in the creeks. I don't think it was the hovering that caused the red bottoms though.
I've noticed that the offsprings of the full on hover types are not as flamboyant in their style, indeed there seem to be few of them in our field. Where-as those of the extremely spoilt, never been encouraged to limit themselves at any boundary are the most dangerous and very hard to engender respect for machine or situation into. A pain in the **** in other words.
But xmas dinner in our house is fairly peaceful, except for the red noses.
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