I could tell you, but then I would have to kill you.
Once upon a time, when I was young and breathless, I worked at a smallish city airport annex doing tech illustration. My window overlooked the runway.
The Airport had a restaurant that was private, and I ate there most days. It just so happens that various Blue Angels would stop by for lunch from McDill, and I got to know them and dated some of them. One daring fellow invited me for a ride in a trainer jet (two seater) and snuck me into the whole flyer attire, and into his jet and took me for a ride.
Well, I would love to say that it was pleasant, but it was not. He was trying to impress me, and did all those breathtaking manuevers (over the gulf), of course, I had no idea which way was up, down, or sideways, and I was very airsick.
it wasn't pretty... It was very intense.
The ride in the AV8B Harrier was completely different. And it was fun! But of course we weren't doing the upsidedown, straight up, loops, and rolls thingies, just straight flying. I spent 13 years in Aerospace, and it gave me a lot of really cool opportunities.
I was sort of a Jet groupie...