Do you feel lucky?

Last weekend my sister had the coolest birthday party ever. She and all her guests got to fly in small airplanes for free! We have a group here at a small airport who is trying to get kids interested in flying, so they have monthly events where families can come and the pilots donate their time, their skill, and their gasoline to give as many kids as show up a free airplane ride in a small plane. I absolutely love these planes and I was recruited to take some photos of the event for the association's website (here). What I took has not been posted yet, but here are some of my favorite shots:

In return for taking pictures, I also got to fly. I rode in the yellow plane pictured above. It was awesome- we flew south over Shriever AFB, East out to goodness knows where, and back around to the airport.
The flight was quite interesting and fun, until about 5 minutes prior to landing. We had just reached a point farther east than I have ever seen, and we were flying over large green crop circles and sparse 'farms' with trailer park farmhouses. None of this evoked any fear until I turned my attention from the ground below and looked at the instrument panel. There, directly in front of my seat, silently screaming out to me "why haven't you noticed me???" was this sticker:
"STANDARD AIRCRAFT??!!"
What is not standard about it? Why is it in quotes? Nothing in this warning made me feel the least bit safe. So, despite the fact that I got to fly for free in a sweet-looking "airplane," the last 5 minutes of the ride were spent in vivid day-mares about my death on the eastern farming plains of Colorado.
But it turns out that even non-standard aircraft can fly successfully. And I lived to tell about it.