I was a young flight instructor back in 1994 when my girlfriend at the time, a diehard Pittsburgh Steelers fan challenged me to a wager when the Steelers met the Browns. We had recently purchased a slice of award winning Red Velvet Cake and wanting it all for herself the deal was struck. The details of the wager were the winner would get the cake and any request they would desire from the other. I immeaditely thought of the Mile High Club. As a pilot and not yet a member all I could think about was goooo Browns! As fate struck in my favor and the Browns won, we climbed into a C-177RG for the ride of our lives. We took off out over the quaint little island of Amelia as we climbed to 6500 feet. When we reached our altitude I wasn’t so sure how this would be accomplished but this lovely blond settled into the heat of passion and climbed on top for the ride. We were so excited and it was much easier then we thought with my armes wrapped around her and my hands on the yoke the stroke of the positive and negative G’s never felt so great. The rest as they say is history and I’ve got to admit later that night that was the best Red Velvet Cake I ever tasted. Thank you Cleveland.