I was ten years old. My dad set up two lounge chairs on the roof of our house in Sanford — the Blue Angels were in town. They didn't just fly over. They rattled the walls, shook the air, and on one low-G turn I could clearly see inside the canopy. Deep blue helmet. Right there. I've looked up ever since.
TXPS Live exists because spotting alone gets quiet. This stream gives that passion a place to land — for the flight sim pilot who wants to see the real thing, the photographer chasing golden hour, the absolute novice with a phone and a curiosity they can't quite explain. We all got here differently. The common thread is we love this, together.
Come for the planes. Stay for the community.