Scorpions, Rhinos, and the mighty mighty Tweet.
Pilots requiring GPS, glass cockpits, pressurized cabins, and air conditioning need not apply. Studly pilots only, please.
Following each student's initial solo, we throw 'em into a disgusting dunk tank. That'll show 'em.(If you look closely, you'll find my ghetto fabulous Tom Selleck moustache. Some days, I kinda miss it.)