Thanks yall. It's nice to have some perspective on this weird hobby. My RL friends will never get it, nor do I expect them to.
Grandpa flew P-51D in WW2, and had some amazing stories, so I think that is what sparked it all. Like Malibu, I grew up in the '80's (born mid '70's) so the teen fighters were all I cared about other than WW2 stuff. Built tons of Revell models and generally geeked out on planes. C64 brought Strike Eagle, F-19 Gunship and others. I used to take those Microprose manuals to school and study them, especially those line-drawing diagrams and specs.
Living in central NC, the only military planes I usually saw were A-6's from Cherry Point, I guess. One flew over at a low enough altitude about once a week. Not buzzing the treetops, but low enough that I could tell it had a tan nose. Going to Myrtle Beach was always a treat because of the A-10's stationed there thru the 90's. They would cruise down the strip at <1k feet, I remember the distinctive whine of the big fans. They were dark green, and the first time I saw one painted grey, I was shocked. Once on the ride home (backroads, out in the sticks), I saw one doing (very) low altitude maneuvers, literally at treetop level, making banked turns over cotton fields and popping up over the wind-breaks. Awesome.
A couple of times one summer while I was at Hyco Lake, floating out in the water on a weekday, an F-14 would come screaming over the lake at a couple hundred feet, wings fully swept. Flew right over me one time. That was an amazing experience.
Anyways, SF2 is were I belong.