I remember shoving the throttle to the firewall(with my left hand of course), a couple short clearing turns, then pulling back on the yolk, a little right aileron and rudder, and the plane just took off in a climbing right turn. The power was amazing, the sensation was exhilirating, and I was feeling surprisingly comfortable putting Mr. Ed through the paces.
Aw! I remember it well. What was so much fun for me with that flight was that Kyle actually took a hold of the yoke and throttle and flew the airplane. There was some fun yanking and banking. It was obvious he had an instinct and feel for flying an airplane. More like an old pro rather then a newly minted Private Pilot!
