Pilots crashed because they tried to see how high their plane could go. Film at eleven, story at Yahoo.
Strange, but I am not comforted that Beavis and Butthead not only got pilot licenses but also got hired together. I was going to make up dialogue, but I didn't have to do so. Quoting from the story:
"Man, we can do it, 41-it," said Cesarz at 9:48 p.m. A minute later, Rhodes said, "40 thousand, baby."
Two minutes later, "There's 41-0, my man," Cesarz said. "Made it, man."
At 9:52 p.m., one of the pilots popped a can of Pepsi and they joked about drinking beer. A minute later, Cesarz said, "This is the greatest thing, no way."
But at 10:03 p.m., the pilots reported their engine had failed. Five minutes later, they said both engines had failed and they wanted a direct route to any airport.
Okay, I do have to make up dialogue:
"Dude, what a buzzkill, we're crashing."
"Dude, if we had some Dew, we could jump out and float down and land on our Dew-powered bodies and walk away without a scratch."
"Dude, that would be so totally awesome! Not like this crashing and dying thing, which is so totally NOT-awesome."
"Dude, there you go with the buzzkill again."
Fortunately, the plane was empty. Doubly fortunately, these two will never fly again.