We get into a froth about having our EFBs and FMSs updated, agonise over loadsheets calculated to the last elusive gramme, worry about performance-issues, terrorise our poor girls so as to not have any loose items in the cabin or the lavatorys, check, re-check and re-re-check all documentation, licenses, certificates, insurances, worry about cabotage issues, religiously keep the HIL legal, etc, and so forth ad nauseum... and these clowns apparently fling themselves about the regulated-to-death skies of the Great European Project in their completely illegal little pocket-rocket for an entire THREE YEARS, unmolested by officialdom? Hang on, keep that slick little shyster alive, I'm inbound to ask him how the hell he did it!