I loved the door, loved it when the ship would turn a little and tilt me toward the earth, flying at a hundred feet. A lot of people thought it opened you to some kind of extra danger, like ground fire spilling in on you instead of just severing the hydraulic system or cutting off the Jesus nut that held the rotor on. A friend of mine said he couldn’t do it, it put him close to rapture of the deep, he was afraid he’d flip the latch on his seat belt and just float out there. But I was afraid anyway, more afraid closed in, better to see, I didn’t go through all of that not to see.
