Look at her. She’s a real beauty, ain’t she? Rescued her from an RAF junkyard myself. Been restoring her in my driveway. Sure, I get some looks. Who wouldn’t? But those looks... they don’t hurt nearly as much as the refusals by Air Traffic Control to let her up into the air. Saying all sorts of mean things like “You don’t have a pilot’s license” and “You’ve been actively banned from getting a pilot’s license since the 1970s” and “You tried to repair bulletholes with duct-tape” and “You’re more likely to decapitate the neighbour’s dog than get airborne”... but I’ll show them! They might doubt me, but they doubted the Wright brothers! And soon... soon... I’ll finally be able to get away from all of them. Maybe only briefly, but that’ll be enough.