A man has only one virginity, and if he loses it to a fine airplane, that's a good thing.
When I was a kid, in the early 40's, student pilots would hedge hop those yellow bi-wingers (the yellow peril?) over fences in our area. What an exciting thing for a kid to watch!
Some summer evenings, the northern lights would come up over those same fences. What wonderful fences to have in a childhood.
A big radial is a wondrous thing to behold. They do roar! The R-4350's always held my admiration. AND so did the guys who kept those mechanical monsters flying! Lots of moving parts flying in loose formation.
Tyer, never got to the Reno air races. Like you, that STILL sounds like an airplane to me. And I put in a LOT of years around jets.