In the summer of 1970 after getting some peliminary flight training in the Boy Scouts, the trainer and personal family friend took his son and my brother and I up on my first flight in a Cessna out of KBLM.  We made a tour at about 1000 ft over our houses then Jim (the trainer) headed for the beach at Long Branch, NJ.  He actually went a couple of miles out then turned around sharp to head back.

Here's a picture of that turn in the default Cessna 172, full settings in FSX Standard with fair weather set. Ok, while it may not be the prettiest shot in the competition, I want you to imagine yourself where I was as a 12 year old boy...in the rear passenger seat with my face pressed up against the window, fear in my eyes thinking I was headed for Davey Jones' locker.  Yes I was screaming.  Yes I enjoyed it.  And yes...there was a change of underwear involved.  LOL



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At that age, I probably would have lost my lunch.

Great story!