Weird thing.
In the plane, even back when people were shooting at me, I never really got nervous. Instead I get super focused. As in nothing else in the universe exists.
After I get the plane parked, I have been known to have to sit for awhile until things stop shaking.
There is one caveat, and it's a dilly.
I am the WORST airline passenger in the history of aviation. This dates back to when I was still pushing big iron around the skies.
On takeoff I have been known to grab the seat tray in front of me, pulling back as hard as I can, as I yell "Rotate! Rotate! You stupid son of a mothereffing retard, ROTATE!"
Obviously the pilot and I have different opinions on when the plane is ready to fly.
It would really scare the crap out of the cabin staff.
For some reason, I was always fine when landing.
That's why I no longer EVER fly commercial.