For the new guys in the crowd, I flew for 35 safe years with the mindset that I do not want to see another plane near me or up close and personal. Then I get a ride in Jdub's doctor killer enroute to Oshkosh with about 100 of his closest friends and these guys get giddy when the space separation gets down to 3 feet! Bad enough, it's a single yoke and Mango had to set up front so he wouldn't barf in the bag leaving the Trukman with no means of disaster recovery.
There's nothing that will pucker you up more than a 100 of the Beech finest lined up on the runway for departure when they all push up the throttles and the dance begins!
If your not a pilot, it would probably be exciting..... Jdub's daughter Abby set beside me and snored while I wore out my neck muscles.