Exactly. I wish I wasn't too much of a pussy to sit myself on a rocket that will blast me to space, but quite frankly, I think I am.
Neil Armstrong...
Once sliced 2 metres of his fighter's wing off when he hit a wire during a low-level bombing mission. Despite being 150m above the ground and flying at 560 km/h, he maintained control, got the plane over friendly territory, and bailed out.
Once landed a B-29 with only one of four engines working. One engine isn't enough to provide lift to a B-29, so he instead used the engine to allow him to spiral slowly down to ground level and facilitate a landing.
Flew the X-15 rocket plane 7 times, to mach 5.7.
Saved his own life and the life of Dave Scott on Gemini 8, by managing to regain control of the Gemini spacecraft after a thruster stuck open, causing the craft to rotate on the Y axis more than once per second.
Successfully ejected from the Lunar Landing Research Vehicle, essentially an upward facing jet engine designed to simulate the lunar landing approach, when it flipped unexpectedly. Estimates suggested that he had around half a second to recognize the danger and trigger the abort before he would have ejected straight into the ground.
Took over the descent of
Eagle during Apollo 11 when the craft descended long, missing its planned spot. Flying manually, he navigated past unexpected craters and boulders to find a safe landing spot with somewhere between 60 and 20 seconds of fuel left.
His nerves must have been of pure titanium, not even steel.