Watch out for the Red Baron

Once I perfected the art of driving a race car, I turned my attention to flying air planes. At first, Zoe and I showed papa how to command a commercial jet, before I opted to demonstrate my ability to fly this circa-WWI bomber. The West Jet plane did carry more people, but I'm sure you'd agree that this plane matches my temperment much better. And how can you go wrong by flying a red plane? Next time I take papa out for a little twirl on a plane, I'm going to ask him to be a bit more serious and not wave at all the cameras. He is such an amateur.