The only thing scarier than a propeller, is a propeller at night. I was just reading about this poor gal in Texaas that walked into a prop. It brought back a lot of memories of working around turboprops in the dark. Man I hate those things.

I think this shot from does a good job of making it clear why. They are hard to see in the light, and pretty much invisible in the dark. The noise is loud enough that it’s not so easy to identify just where it is coming from. That adds up to a rather dangerous environment, and I’m guessing this young lady in Texas may not have been used to running around airplanes in the dark. I do wonder why the pilot didn’t keep her inside until the prop had come to a complete stop. I imagine he or she may be wondering the same thing right now.