Something militarily fast and sounding single engine-ish flew over town this afternoon. Unfortunately I didn't manage a Captain Cook at it.
Having spoken to many FJ jocks over the course of a few Avalon circuses, I found most of them were absolutely brilliant, warm, enthusiastic and helpful - except for the F-35 drivers who were complete nerds big time. I imagine a discourse with a F-22 driver would be much the same.
Shut up and fly bl@@dy thing.