The scaredest I've been (is that a word?) was a Case 3 night approach onto a heaving deck in an A-4 with low fuel and no bingo field. First pass was a bolter, as was the 2nd. Then trying to tank in the dark in turbulence. It took several attempts to finally hit the basket. By the end of the refueling I was a basket case, completely unnerved and certain I'd never get aboard. That was definitely the worst moment in my life.