Ok well... I was a cabbage, but I ate too many Smarties and turned into me! Sarcasm is the lowest form of whit, but the highest form of intelligence.
I am 25 and aspiring to be a Helicopter pilot, which is my new obsession (it replaces Trucks - a very dark time). I am about 30 hours into my training for my PPL(H) (Private Licence), and hope to go on and get a Commercial Licence - maybe one day an Air Line Transport Pilot's Licence. Donations gratefully accepted!
I have never had so much fun - everybody should be forced to learn to fly helicopters; then I wouldn't be boring everyone with my tales of woe. (Brad: Where is the CHT sensor, and why?).
All of my mates appear to be in to music, for some unknown reason. I am officially rubbish with remembering names of tracks and artists; so I am devising a cunning system to have all names taken off and every track / artist assigned a number - soooo much easier.
Remember, planes need a runway!
