Hey, thanks for all the experiences so far guys. This is awesome, and I agree with what animals says, please keep them comin'. Just listening to the stories makes me want to do it more. When I fly the 172 I feel like the little kid who wants to be a star basketball player when he grows up. He plays by himself on an empty court, shoots, scores at the buzzer, wins the game, you know. I sit in the 172 and pretend I'm sitting in the captain seat of the 747, blizzard, and coming into land. Probably cheesy, but you got to start somewhere, eh? I also had one more question concerning this. When people ask you what you do for work, how do you feel when you tell them. I try to think of myself as a humble guy, but if someone who works graveyards at Wal-mart asks me, or whatnot, I don't think I could help but answer with a bit of pride that I fly a Boeing 747. How do people respond when you tell them? People think it's cool enough already that I can fly a 172.