Oh I know how poor Misa must be feeling....I remember living in Malton and pegging the washing out when a RAF (bloody loud thing) plane roared past....the noise seemed to come from nowhere!
Well I ran into the house cos like Chicken Licken I thought the sky was falling in!
I must sound like a looney for doing that but I think it stems from my childhood, living in a terraced street with cobbled roads....the planes would echo around the cobbles and I would run in....
C'mon Misa....were off for councilling!