This past week I had my first chance to go supersonic...the best part is I was solo! I was flying a 1 vs. 1 intercept ride (I know, Greek to most of you =) and had the chance to light the afterburnner and reach mach 1.1. In the jet of course you don't hear the sonic boom, but since we were flying in the far South parts of AZ I'm sure some Mexican's trying the sneak across the border into the US gave it a second thought...they probably thought they were being bombed or something. HAHA! The only way you can tell in the jet is some of the needles on your instruments bounce a little bit while the shockwave reaches the pitot boom. I'm retarded and didn't think to look back to try and see a condensation cloud from the shockwave...oh well, next time! The speed of sound is something like 700 miles an hour depending upon the temperature of the air and altitude you're flying at.
This week went well and was a lot of fun...as always. The further we get into training, the more I realize I have to learn. Funny how that's pretty much life when you're not the one ultimately in control of things. Flying and being in formation when you need to be is becoming more second nature...but learning to use all the sensors on the jet efficiently is going to take time like I've said before. But, I could be flipping burgers somewhere (no offense to those that do...) but I'm flying the coolest fighter out there and training in the best country there is! God's totally given me the good end of the deal!