The worst open door incident I had was when my passenger decided he was going to vomit after becoming very sick during a rough flight. In a PA28, he opened the door to stick his head out but the slip stream was too strong. I throttled back to about 70 knots, added some flap and held her steady. Next minute my mate removes his seat belt and leans right out saying he doesn't want any chunder coming back in the plane. With about half his body out the plane he suddenly slips out, due to turbulence. Oh God I thought, just grabbing his ankle in time. For what seemed forever we're flying around with me holding his ankle and trying to keep the plane flying and him screaming and carrying on like a fool. Gradually I realised he sounded like a girl and was somehow slapping my face. Confused and bewildered I slowly woke to find my girl friend slapping me about and yelling "What the hell are you doing, let go of my ankle you idiot" at the top of her voice. That was some dream, probably caused by the pizza. (This story has been embellished with exaggerations and lies for your amusement, oh, and to test the new system.)