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I didn't fly for the first time until I was 23, and it scared the living hell out of me. From now on, I am only flying if I absolutely have to. I was in something called a "puddle jumper" and it was like a jet-powered 1991 Chevrolet Cavalier basically. Felt like it was going to fall apart. Extremely uncomfortable, I got motion sickness, the pilot was in training and fucked up a lot, just a bad experience. It felt like we as human beings were meddling with things of that which we are amateurs with. Even though thousands of flights occur every day with no problems.
The deal with me is that if a plane crashes, you are basically fucked. Yeah, the chances are like being struck by lightning, but if it happens, you're fucked. In a car, you can crash with a pretty high probability, but at least you have a good chance at surviving. If you crash in a plane you are just in bad news bears territory.
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Off the record, on the q.t., and very hush-hush.
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