Dream, August 27, 2018.
I had another 'flying in an aircraft' dream last night. I was aboard a big bomber type craft, I don't know aircraft that good but it seemed like it was a vintage, WWII aircraft. I manned a laser beam weapon that I could aim via an elaborate video system. A reporter joined me to inquire what my job was and just at that moment, an enemy aircraft was detected, heading our way. I smiled at the news guy and said, "Watch this." Utilizing the video system, I aimed my laser at the approaching aircraft and fired a short burst of ray at it. I scored a direct hit and the enemy aircraft (another bomber as I recall) broke up and started to fall. "As you noticed," I told the guy, "We are over the ocean, but the wreckage should drift just enough to crash right along the coastline." Sure enough, my girlfriend and I picnicked on the beach later in the day and we sat right amongst the ruins of the downed plane. Pieces of wreckage still burned here and there, but there were no bodies anywhere. The people on that plane must have bailed out, at least I like to think so.