I was as a young SAC sent up on an air-test? It must have been '69 and all went sadly wrong when the damn fuel computer blew. When the pilot (can't remember his name) got us back to Leconfield just about everyone had heard and were waiting for us. I scuttled to the nearest toilet vowing that I would never fly again. I was wrong of course, they said it was something to do with falling off a horse - getting back on again. Anyway, second time lucky but I will never, ever, forgive him for doing a stall turn in a Whirlwind with me as a passenger!
By the way I do remember the air test attempt on the ducks. Phredd had a real hatred of me after that. Probably why I'm paranoid now!