How would you deal with this?
With the same level of professionalism and decorum that I'd handle an airline accident that was obviously my fault.
I'd slip off the epaulettes and saunter away from the aircraft whistling a merry tune till I got to the car park. Drive the shortest route to another state (Preferably out west somewhere), burn the car, change my name and spend the rest of my days working as an itinerant hippy fruit picker under the alias John Smith.