I loved flinging the thing around at low speed and high bank angles. Obviously my instructor didn't appreciate this.
He obviously didn't realize that I was Top Gun material and his slovenly 152 didn't cut the mustard.
We reached a compromise zipping through a valley following an ever tightening river.
Kelly wasn't waiting for me but I'd experienced a number of accelerated stalls and re-assessed my limits.
More to the point:
.....Obviously my instructor didn't appreciate this.
It sounds to me like a lot of responsible pilots would not appreciate this.
Reassessing personal limits is a good thing, after hundreds and thousands of piloting hours, but not after tens of hours. My hope for subsonicsubic would be that they reassess their limits again - much more toward the cautious and compliant!
