Reply #3: Walter Mitty indeed

[LeighAnn]

"WE’RE going through!" The Commander’s voice was like thin ice breaking. "We can’t make it, sir. It’s spoiling for a hurricane, if you ask me." "I’m not asking you, Lieutenant Berg," said the Commander. "Rev her up! We’re going through!" The crew, bending to their various tasks in the huge, hurtling eight-engined Navy flyingboat, looked at each other and grinned. "The old man will get us through" they said to one another. "The Old Man ain’t afraid of Hell!" ...

"Not so fast! You’re driving too fast!" said Mrs Mitty. "Hmm?" said Walter Mitty. He looked at his wife, in the seat beside him, with shocked astonishment. "You were up to fifty-five," she said. "You know I don’t like to go more than forty." Walter Mitty drove on in silence, the roaring of the SN202 through the worst storm in twenty years of Navy flying fading in the remote, intimate airways of his mind.