oh wait - it's about fighter pilots........
the compulsive need to let everyone in the history of evah know that you once made a living as a sky god in a stinky green growbag. But you just stand at the bar in your pressed chino's drinking babycham and talking bollocks LIKE ALL THE OTHER FIGHTER PILOTS and we'd all recognise you for what you are.......
And red 6 passed his fitness test, after all he's only up against storm troopers who can be fooled by an elderly monk!