There are other problems. My Dad had an engine fire in his RAF Vampire over East England, didn't have an ejector seat, and decided it would be better to belly-land the thing, which he did, succesfully, in a cabbage field.
He got out of the Vampire and trudged over to an old yokel who had been sitting watching all this.
Dad: Is there a phone around here?
Yokel: You'm will be paying for all them cabbages?