When I was stationed at Subic, the Corsair pilots would come screaming over the beach on Grande Island, so low & fast you'd swear they were kicking up water. It would scare the living cr*p out of everyone. Then, they'd circle back around sow low and slow that you'd could EASILY make out them laughing, just to rub it in.
I hate pilots.
Many times in Europe I was minding my own business in some Army helicopter going somewhere on IFR (I follow roads). At one time or another, every fast mover in the NATO inventory would pay a visit. They had advanced radar and IFF, so they knew that we were a military aircraft. We had eyeballs.
They would come screaming in on the deck and come right across our nose. You could read the pilots name on his helmet. They thought it great fun.
I love em. Had a couple zoomies chase each other over us today and one came back around and gave a wing waggle to our waves. Not saying where but I could see helmets from the ground. Nothing like it to to get your heart rate up. Better than coffee!
Kid Sampson didn't think it was so great and look what happened to McWatt. Doc Daneeka was definitely a victim too.