Sitting at my desk, my head started lightly buzzing at its natural resonant frequency of 1700 rpm - the result of riding many hours behind a Wasp Jr. of P&W at economy cruise. I walked over to the window to observe an aeroplane stirring up memories.
Alas, 'twas only a lawnmower at the neighbor's lawn.
It reminded me that I am the black sheep in my family. Dad became spoiled on the Pratt radials as a FI in WWII. I in turn went for a few decades working for P&W's archrival.