If you've read Chickenhawk, the definitive monograph on Huey slick piloting in the 7th Cav in the Vietnam war, you'll know this story. One day the author was relaxing in the cockpit of his chopper between lifts when his crew chief handed him his 1911 and said, "Check out the trigger job I did on this pistol!" The author said, "Oh, I'm sure it is great," and tried to hand it back. Crew chief says, "No. Go ahead! Give it a try. Dry fire it. It's empty." The author pointed it around, looking for a good point of aim. He decided to follow the rules for gun safety and not point it at anyone standing outside his windshield but chose the artificial horizon and steadied up on it. He thought "squeeze." He didn't squeeze. He just thought "squeeze." There was a tremendous explosion and the artificial horizon disintegrated. He handed the pistol back to the chief as casually as he could and said, "Yep. Light trigger."
Of course the author was called up by his squadron commander and reamed out for his stupidity and then the remains of the artificial horizon were hung over the blackboard in flight ops as an example. The author absorbed a lot of light-hearted ribbing along the lines of, "I've never been attacked by an artificial horizon before. When did you know he was going to make his move?"
Bob
"It is said, 'Go not to the elves for counsel for they will say both no and yes.' "
Frodo Baggins to Gildor Inglorion, The Fellowship of the Ring