I Always Had The Dream Of Flying,

At A Certain R.p.m., There's Only One Way For Blood To Leave Your Body, And That's Through Your Eyeballs. That Means You're Dead.

I Had To Work With A Psychiatrist.

I Base Jumped Off The Jesus Statue In Rio De Janeiro.

Aviation - And Space Travel, In Particular - Have Always Been Especially Captivating.

This Claustrophobia Was The Only Weakness I Had. It's Not My Fault. It's Just In My Mind.