IIRC, that happened when I was of an age where I was too stupid to bother with “chicken”.
Sure learned to love ejection seats and Proper Flight Procedures in a hurry, though.
(You should hear the grandkids moan about Grampa nagging ‘em about seat belts, though.)
ditto that...the grandson will be 6 on the 10th and he ax’s EVERYTIME we head to the car if he can drive...
How do you learn? Take lessons with a prop plane I suppose.