Things you didn't want to know about....

What's it like, waking up in the morning, in your eighties?

And the answer is:-

It's a lot like what's involved in starting up one of those old WW2 training planes we called Harvards, and you may have called the AT-6; you have to go through a rather lengthy pre-flight check, while the battery cart arrives, and then after testing the controls to make sure they are all still capable of full normal travel and functioning, you switch on the ignition, prime it, adjust the throttle and mixture, hit the starter and confidently await the inevitable coughing and spitting and belching of smoke and sometimes flames as it reluctantly comes to life, and then begins running smoothly..... any questions? - I thought not!

These did an inside loop beautifully, unless you got too enthusiastic and pulled the stick right back against your belt buckle, and then it would do a snap-roll
out on top of the loop, and you'd be higher up and flying more or less level. You were cautioned not to try an outside loop, because there were only four big bolts holding the wing on, and if those pulled loose, you'd very quickly become a parachute-tester, and they frowned on that.

This became airborne at about 80 or 81 MPH, and landed at about 85, especially if the instructor had a hangover, and I had control, and we were fence-hopping trying to get onto the hot strip before the other two dozen 'newbies' above us.
It was a dirty trick, but it worked - unless the CO caught your performance.
Then, you piloted a floor-polisher in the barracks for two weeks, to encourage you to become more of a team player.