I was actually taking lessons to get my license till my mother came down with cancer and had to give it up, then my dad got it, then all hell in my life really broke out. But for the little time that I had behind an actual Cessna was a great experience. Even when the instructor almost killed us (full tanks on take off with wind on a short farm run way almost hitting the power lines on take off) didnt scare me enough to give up on it. It was a freakin blast.
One time taking off on a commercial liner out of Midway on take off we were climbing then the engines went to a complete cut off and we dropped like a rock, then the engines came back on full blast and we started to climb again. The pilot came on saying he was sorry but he had to do a maneuver for we almost hit another plane that got in our way That was kinda scary.
But a scary ride was on a little cramped two engine prop plane I had to take to another airport to catch another flight. Was packed, old loud as hell plane, thunder storms, the damn plane shook all over the place and we were all over bouncing like crazy. I was in the window seat over the wings watching them shaking up and down. Its amazing what the wings go through and dont come off considering they have the weight of the engines and fuel, lift of the plane, and turbulence and nothing but some light weight aluminum, sheetmetal, and rivets holding it all together.