Well, that too, DS, but you haven't lived until you've heard a Merlin in full cry, all 1700 horsepower of it. Jet noise? It's just noise. I grew up listening to F4s flying. Feeling that huge prop on a Mustang claw through the air 100 yards away, beating at your chest, you swear that the ground itself is shaking in fear. That's awe-inspiring. I've never seen or felt any jet that could make your chest rattle like that. Not commercial, not B52s, not B1s, not F111s. But a 45 year-old beast makes me giddy. I _want_ one.
Looking at the prop blades, each one is almost as tall as I am, each exhaust port is 3" across. The centrifugal supercharger is bigger than most old musclecars air cleaners! That is what a Warbird is to me. Grumpy when she wakes up, but let her finish waking up (warm up) and treat her nice, there's nothing better. Push her too much, though, and she will let you know when she's done playing (usually by just stopping and letting you coast down to the ground... the biyotch).
I've got to get to the Reno Unlimited Air races this September. Many warbirds, all modified to be monsters making more than twice the horsepower of their original designs. It's the closest thing to Nirvana on earth for a horsepower addict. NASCAR and drag racing just don't do it anymore.
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