I did that just before the Apache first entered service...maybe 1984? My mom was fairly high ranking w/ a specific leadership position on base, so we got to check out all the new stuff coming online back then at a big demo: Apache, Blackhawk, M1, M2 - even the Sgt. York that never made it into the rotation. Learned how to fire a LAWs rocket that day (not for real, just how to do it w/ an empty one). My uncle flew F5s and my dad flew Hueys, so I was around every military aircraft growing up.
My only cool Apache story as an adult:
I was doing sales for a tech company and one of our engineers was part of a flying club - X members owned like 4 planes (Cessna 172 was the one we used most, but I think this was a Beechcraft?) and they shared the costs. So we would fly to Dallas or Houston for work, and sometimes I'd get to drive once we were at altitude and I couldn't really do anything to crash us. Had a meeting in Houston so we landed at Ellington, which has military traffic. On the way back from the meeting, my engineer tells me he's tired and asks if I want to fly left seat on the way home. I'm like...hell no! He says he'll handle the tricky stuff to get us off the ground, and then all I have to do is follow I-10 to 71, just like we were driving a car. So, I ended up left seat.
As we are holding for clearance, I look left and one of the Apaches that was parked about 50 yds away is now hovering at maybe 5-10' and is pointed directly at us. I've seen 1000 Apaches, but I'll tell you now that they look decidedly different when you're staring down the barrel of that 30mm chain gun. I was puckered up like a mofo, even knowing nothing was going to happen - it's just menacing af!
Took off (engineer handled power and trim), turned left over the ship channel, picked up I-10 and flew home just like I would have driven - 10 to 71. Engineer took over around Bastrop and landed us.