I did not have a clue what I was in for.
Young, naive, but with a thirst for the air that has yet to bequenched, I approached Mansfield Airport some 20 odd years ago andclimbed into what I thought was a small trainer airplane, theformidable Cessna 150.
This is a companion discussion topic for the original entry at https://www.avweb.com/flight-safety/how-i-learned-to-fly-flying-spying-and-all-that-diving