The Acronyming of My Life Begins

I took the ASTB two hours ago, with no further setbacks beyond the test administrator having to reset his password several times before he could set me up on the computer.

I ended up with an 8/9/8 64.

Echo, you ask, wtf does that mean? Well, the first three numbers are (in order) the Academic Qualification Rating (AQR), the Pilot Flight Aptitude Rating (PFAR), and the Flight Officer Flight Aptitude Rating (FOFAR). The last number out by himself is the Officer Aptitude Rating (OAR).

Anyone hoping to be an officer candidate has to have an OAR score, but the other three scores are aviation-specific. The first three scores are out of nine. So, I GOT A PERFECT PFAR. I don't really know what is competitive for the OAR, but searching Airwarriors, I only found two people who scored higher. Most scored in the fifties, it seemed.

Incidentally, I spent most of last night searching the Internets for middle school-level physics, (PERFECT PFAR) before stumbling on this publication, which was so perfectly what I should have been studying for the last two weeks that I yelled out "Well, **** me! Now I find it!" like the genteel belle I am. Since (PFAR!) I was scheduled to take the exam in twelve hours, I just studied the pages on the google books preview. Even that little bit was pretty helpful (PERFECT!!!!1!!1!!).

So, ASTB...check. Now to blow the PRT out of the water...