A 64-year-old French defense industry manager was given a very special surprise gift by his friends and colleagues.
The morning of the big surprise, the gentleman that had never expressed any interest in aviation, aircraft, or flying, was given the incredible and most unexpected news that his friends had somehow obtained special ministerial approval for him to hop on as a passenger on a French Air Force Dassault Rafale B fighter jet. SUPRISE!
The Dassault Rafale B, who’s name literally means “Burst of Fire" is a twin-engine, canard delta wing, multirole air supremacy, interdiction, aerial reconnaissance, ground support, in-depth strike, anti-ship strike and nuclear deterrence mission "omnirole” aircraft sporting two Snecma M88 engines, each capable of providing up to 17,000 pounds of thrust with afterburners, capable of bring the supersonic jet to speeds of 1,188 mph, or Mach 1.8 at altitude.
After an impromptu pre flight medical at Saint Dizier Air Base, and a quick pre flight safety brief, the gentleman was placed in to the passenger seat of the Rafale B fighter jet, and strapped into the harnesses. Shortly after, the French Air Force pilot cranked up the two Snecma M88 engines, checked his systems, swiped the controls, taxied out, and lined up on the runway…
Lighting up 34 thousand pounds of thrust with afterburners, the Rafale jet hurled itself down the runway, launched into the air, and was climbing to 2500 feet when the pilot began to ease a bit of backstick pressure. The lessening of the pull caused the passenger to float slightly out of his seat. Reaching for something to hold, the gentleman now with a total time of 20 seconds of flight time under is belt, most unfortunately tried to brace himself using a black and yellow stripped handle conveniently placed in-between his legs.
The handle he used to seek comfort is connected to an underseat lateral rocket motor that he unwittingly initialled to its firing command functions.
Within milliseconds, the glass canopy above was sliced away by multiple cutting explosive charges freeing him to the blue skies above, as his MK 16 Ejection Seat fired its cartridges, and most expeditiously and unceremoniously sent the poor birthday boy on his own explosive journey with an instant acceleration to 625 nautical miles per hour…away from the fighter jet.
Thankfully the ejection seat continued to do as it was designed, firing its drogue deployment unit, deployed its parachutes, and under a full canopy, gently brought the poor passenger back to the ground.
The now solo, and non too pleased French pilot brought his now topless jet back for a safe touchdown at homebase, minus one passenger, seat and canopy…