This is the directors cut of our jet fighter ad for Zoo Magazine. The whole concept of the advertising campaign was that we had £10,000 to spend on each advert, but instead of wasting the money on actors and graphics etc, we blew the cash on ourselves and just filmed that instead. This jet fighter advert took place mostly in Cape Town. Unfortunately, it costs £8,500 to fly an hour in a Blackburn Buccaneer Nuke-Attack Jet (1960's-ish), so only one of us could actually fly in it. This was decided by the ancient game of scissors-paper-stone, on the runway, with the jet ready for the sorte next to us. AND I WON - GET IN!! It's important for me to point out a few interesting "Steve-Facts" about this flight... Firstly, modern RAF fighter pilots wear compression suits to keep the blood in their heads while taking large G-Forces... Sadly, we were only given black boiler suits. At the highest loading, I took 6G's in that Jet - suddenly increasing my body weight to 66stone - therefore I blacked out left, right and centre. Ejector seats are the most frightening seats ever created. Small red strings are all that stop you from going from 0-200 miles an hour in a split second, vertically up. I suffer from "what does this little red DO NOT PRESS button do if I press it disease", so I was going mental sat in that seat. To be honest, using the rest of the antiquated equipment as a guide, i pretty sure if I had pulled that string in an engine failure the result would have been reminiscent of a Party Popper from Poundland - Phfut! Oh dear! Oh yeah... And you don't get any sick bags!