plane from LA with 3 buddies from ward at the time. Best road trip of my life. On the way home, we detoured over Bryce Canyon. Enjoying the view when from my back seat position I hear the engines sputtering and the prop stop spinning. The pilot, a former Navy fighter jet pilot just calmly looks at all the instruments and then casually says, "oh, I better switch tanks" flips a switch and the engine comes back to life. After 30 seconds of thinking I would be buried in the walls of Bryce Canyon, bounced right back to the thill of beating #1 and being there to see it.