This is pretty lame alongside much of the foregoing, but many years ago while ferrying a DH89 ( a 1940 British twin engined biplane) , cruising along on a bright summers day at about 800 feet agl , both engines suddenly quit at the same moment. Stuffing the nose down immediately revealed a beautiful big paddock with no trees to speak of at the nearer end. Before you could count to ten the old girl was on the ground, stopped , without a scratch or a bingle.
There was still an hours fuel in one tank. Due to an antiquated and not easy to select precisely arrangement of fuel selectors, it was possible to inadvertently select cross feed. Both engines had been running off one tank which had not been obvious. That the unreliable Lucas gauges were in an awkward place right behind the drivers seat, only compounded the problem. FATE IS THE HUNTER !