Well, it was that time again... this time I flew with an old Fokker S-11 high in the sky along with a fellow pilot... unbeknowest that he had something in store for me, something he and his mates called 'speelkwartier' aka 'playtime'. Well, it was playtime alright. The other Fokkers went their ways and me, poor me was at the mercy of a cocky pilot who could only give the warning of 'hold on'. And yes. I had to hold on... suddenly, the sky went the earth and the earth went the sky... Dagnabbit! We were flying UPSIDE DOWN! And seriously... the G FORCES! Oh man, the G FORCES... My internal organs went all gaga and slowly the plane was leveling up again the way it was suppose to fly... In a straight line.

'Are you all right' he asked... well... yeah... only pale in my face perhaps? That was just extreme!