Good men die in test planes all the time. But we don’t change the whole culture of flight test ’cause good men die. We still get up there and push the envelope every single day, and maybe, maybe today’s the day you don’t come back. We all know that. It’s always there. But we get up there anyway, and we keep taking the risks.
You did just strap your ass on top of a quarter million tons of high explosive for government pay. It’s not smart, but it’s something.[Molly Cobb: Buncha people cheering for s***. I haven’t done anything yet.]