So...
Getting back to this. April 20th happened. My oral went well and we went flying. At the last minute the plane was switched to one I last flew about 20 years ago.
I'm looking back and wish I had heeded the advice above (and frankly the voice inside my head a few times) and found a different DPE who would let me use my own plane.
But I figured I have north of 600 hours (conservatively) in 172s of various configurations, much of it from the right seat. It would be like riding a bike. And it is. If you're just flying around A to B you'll appear to be an expert. But throw in the stress of a check ride with a rigid DPE asking you to perform maneuvers you don't practice and a random plane that I have scant recent hours in. Well...
My steep turns were not up to commercial ACS standards, and worse I didn't call it out and "teach it". He might have let that slide and call it nerves.
He asked for slow flight which went well enough, and then a power off stall. I recovered at the first burble. Pro tip: Live and die by the ACS. He asked me for a private pilot stall. A commercial applicant should recognize a stall and react. A private pilot candidate is expected to call out the first indication (horn, burble, etc) and then stall to break.
Then he told me to do 8's on pylons. It was quite windy and the only place I could spot on short notice was a checkerboard of clear cuts and called them out. It was very tight and sporty for the maneuver but I rocked it pretty well.
He had me head to a field about 25 miles away that is non towered, not busy, and usually a lot windier with more gusts than "home". I was just there 2 hours before writing this landing on the grass bay (sshhh, it's a secret) and it was 10G19 wandering between right down the middle to 45 degrees. Variable at 4 back home.
Soft and short went okay, or so I thought. In the debrief he nailed meet for not straddling the center line. I have never given two s***s about the centerline. As a pre solo student my instructor tried to cure me by taking me to a 12' wide runway. No problem. Main gear on the pavement, no wandering. Why are we here? Back home, 20' left (but grease the landing with no side load)
I have a 100' wide runway. If the entire 5002' length belongs to me then why doesn't the 100' width?
In the BT-13 and T-6 I intentionally take the runway centerline off to one side (usually left) because the view over the nose is blind as soon as you flare, and you're still doing 80. It's kind of nice to have a white stripe going my direction.
That's my whiny excuse, and I'm sticking to it.
Still, we haven't died and he hasn't seemed overly perturbed about anything. He didn't like my responses about 40 degrees of flaps (that specific FBO is like many and tell you never to use 40) or about slips with flaps.
Back towards home. He told me I should ask for a short approach and warned me that I would have an engine problem in the pattern. It happened abeam the numbers. I did what I was taught as a private pilot. I headed for the numbers. I made no attempt to fix the plane. Why would I with a runway right there? Hand the keys in and say "quit on me. Might want to look at that".
Wrong answer, and I'm sure where I hung myself. He expected me to make the full flow (and checklist), followed by an emergency landing.
Had my engine "failed" on the 45 or anywhere prior I would have done the flow. It was 100% my fault.
In debrief I was confused why he had me request a short approach. Another Pro Tip: The C172 glides WAY better than a Citabria. I could have been slow to react, run the full flow, checklist, a 360 for spacing and still made a regular pattern with the engine at idle.
Busted. Fair and square.
Coming up next: the comeback