The worst I ever saw in AF JAG was a .349, by a SAC supervisor of flying no less. Obviously an alcoholic because he blew that at 1700 after working that job all day.
I can hear him say “you said this is Alaska?” I thought we were in Japan. We had a Chief that cranked up one of our C-118’s with a date, and ran it up and down the strip one night. That was before they tested in the Air Navy, and he was very contrite when he ‘stood before the man’....he might still be in the brig, and that was 5 decades ago.