That's funny. That reminds me of a something my dad told me.
In 1947 he had started an airline flying amphibious PBY 5As from Manila in and around the Philippines. His close friend, Bill Shaver, who had is own private charter PBY, was coming back from a job when he radioed to my dad that he had no brakes. Since the PBY didn't have reversing props, this was a big problem.
They devised this crazy scheme where my dad and his best friend Don Teeters got in a 1941 Chevy they had and started racing down the runway as the PBY came overhead to land. Since the PBY was quite slow, they got just enough speed to drive up to the back, and with Don hanging on for dear life on the running boards, tossed a lasso over the tail then used the Chevy's brakes to stop the plane. Actually it wasn't enough and the plane rolled off the end of the runway but was slow enough from the Chevy to stop in the dirt and tall grass.
Bill Shaver, with my dad, flew in Dien Bien Phu and Bill got the Legion of Honor from the French. Dad and Don Teeters later flew in the Bay of Pigs together. Of course Castro didn't exactly give them any medals.