We went with friends with parachutes to jump... And after the first jump, we found out that you can also ride airplanes. Two-seater with double control. I remember being the first, the most brave. The pilot asks:

What shall we do?

- Yes, I'm not afraid of anything, let's all, - the pants are our everything, plus I was really sure that all the worst I've seen at the attractions.

- What, and the loop of Nestorov we will do?

What is it?

In the common people “dead loop”.

No matter what, I sat down.



And here we fly in the air, and up with our legs and loops... and on the ground are friends sitting, looking:

- And the man is a hero, look how they are there, he is not afraid!

No, I don’t think she can say anything out of fear.



It was very frightening to fly up the feet, for some reason the animal horror swung up in such an unnatural movement forward. And under his head is a very, very close organ glass cover, and it is very thin, I will fall on it and immediately fly through it... and how far to the ground... and the pilot carries some kind of fist: "but here we live," "and here is an anchor for airplanes"... let me go! The headphones still on Nestorov’s loop flew, along with the microphone, and I can’t say anything. The overload on the loop was such that it was not to move, and the whole body, like a large bush of the test, which is spread over the chair... and there is no way to even catch something, even if it is scary, the hands are not to be raised.



We went to land... and one thought revolved in my head: "If I tell the rest, how scary it is, they won't even get into the plane." I got out of the plane with a charming smile, easily jumped off my wing and carelessly threw it over my shoulder, that the whole of these looping. Everyone went to the plane. And only Dima, who served in the army, caught me, took under the elbow and gently asked:

It is sick, right? Eat ice cream, the rabbit, it will ease.

Will it really be easier? I was ready to put my head on a strong man’s shoulder and live with him for the rest of my life.

Well, it will all be backwards.