Must be the consummate aviator JT
Not at all, Brian .. just had a very sheltered and protected life.
Plus, in periods of navigational terror, time slows right down .. maybe I embellished the story a tad ... the worst might have been that time where I had not the slightest idea where I was during a tow from A to B with two on lines ... had to outfield and ask a farmer where I was .. thank heavens for the flexibility of SuperCubs ... we'd been running around thunderies and in and out of scud for the previous couple of hours or so. We knew where we were probably to an accuracy of 40 or 50 miles but that wasn't much use on the day ... so an outfielder it was ...
Sometimes I wonder how any of us survive being young, overconfident, stupid and overflowing with testosterone.
The best tale, although I can't recall the TP's name just now, was the fellow who observed in respect of the SR71 .. "you ain't never been lost ... until you've been lost at Mach 3".