When I was 14, my dads friend took me up for a ride in his Marchetti SF-260. He had just become a member of a local Marchetti formation demo team and had a nice new jacket with a demo team patch on it.
Anyways, we took off, did a performance departure and flew to the aerobatic practice area. He flew the maneuvers first, I flew them the next, loops, rolls, immelman, split S, cuban 8's, etc. I started to get a bit nauscious near the end. My dad and his friend took off in the Super Cub shortly after we departed and we formed up on their wing after we finished maneuvering - dad snapped a few pics of us in the Marchetti, and he could tell I wasn't feeling too good,
The nausea wasn't going away, he had no sic-sacs onboard and I ended up having to use his nice new demo team jacket as a sic sac
I had eaten two moon pies and a chocolate milk before leaving the house - that certainly wasn't a good idea. :laff: I think we had planned to just meet him and check out the airplane but not fly on that day, but ended up flying anyway.