I did a lot of no nos with my Uncle B! I had my first motorcycle ride with my uncle B (dad's brother) at 6 years of age on his new Harley Davidson back in 1956. Not sure if anyone on the board knows what a gyrocopter is but is a one seat helicopter. I was 10 when my uncle gave me a ride! I was little so I was able to sit on his lap and he showed me many times after that how to make it work. We were going down the highway one day when my uncle saw my parents heading back to my grandparents. (My uncle lived with them) By the time I was 12-13 years of age, I knew how to fly it. My GPs told Uncle B he needed to find a place to store it. I told my Uncle D about it and since Uncle D wanted to see it and learn to fly it, he let Uncle B store it in his barn on outskirts of town. One day the 3 of us were at Uncle D's and were taking turns flying it. That was our reckoning day! Uncle D and B flew right at radar and the sheriff was informed of a UFO. They investigated. I had just finished my turn (I was 15 at the time) when the deputy showed up, my dad showed up with my mother and Uncle D's wife, Aunt E. They all gave my uncle's a reprimand. Then I was so proud of myself. I opened my mouth and the look on their faces was priceless. My uncles started laughing. The deputy just gave them a warning because he didn't know how to write up a citation. No one got hurt! My dad gave them the whatfors! My dad stated I couldn't do it and my uncles said she just did. So I proved it. Dad got upset so I brought it down. I got upset and started to cry then took off on my Uncle B's bike, Yep the HD. I turned around and came back remembering I left my Uncle B behind. All the while some people were saying you can't do that as I was doing it. I was grounded for a long time and was not allowed to visit my Uncle B (bad influence). Miss them! He always said if "Rosy" the Riveters" can do it, you can too!