Brought back memories for sure. My first solo was at Westchester, a big airport, in 1965. It was in a Piper Colt, a 2-seater with no flaps and a Narco Superhomer radio. If you were high on final, you slipped it in or went around. I never had to go around in that plane but years later, as a student after going back to flying, on a windy April day at Oxford, which only had one runway, I lowered the wrong wing into a crosswind on final, almost flipped over, got it straightened out but went around, my heart pounding. A Learjet pilot waiting to take off gave me a thumbs up. As I found out later, there's always a crosswind at Oxford. I flew back to Bridgeport and landed uneventfully. Only problem I ever had in 15 years of flying.