Pretty self-explanatory. If you have, I'd love to know the cause and the outcome. I'm a pre-solo primary student training out of PDK and the thought of an engine failure scares the heck out of me. I know, I know, I know - very uncommon and unlikely. Usually avoidable, perhaps. But for those who have flown out of PDK or otherwise in the Atlanta area, I think you must know how few places there are to put the plane down, especially on takeoff or low and slow on arrival. There are a few golf courses, a few other options beyond the very congested highways (not so much around PDK, but maybe LZU or CVC) - but it is not like some other places where one can pick their favorite farmer's field. At least on departure out of PDK, the question is not whether you would impact something, but what you would impact. I worked on simulated emergency procedures with my CFI today and even the field we committed to in exurban Atlanta (near Lake Lanier, for those familiar with the area), there were residential power lines that were undetectable until wayyy too late to pick another place to go - when we were slipping in to about 750 AGL above the literal field (partially because of the summertime haze). If it were real, I don't think the incident would have been fatal but I do think we would have needed EMS. It was stressful, and my God I couldn't imagine if my family was behind me when I was doing this. Not trying to go full Cougar and turn in my (yet unearned) wings, but it's bugging me tonight. I don't mean to be a Debbie Downer, but this is the biggest thing that worries me about flight training and about flying generally. My CFI stresses how careful we are during the run-up to detect anything that may be an issue and how we constantly monitor the engine for any sign of trouble, and I have no reason to think our aircraft is not very well maintained. Maybe my fear is irrational, but in any event, I'd love to know people's experience. Not thinking of walking away or anything like that, but I definitely sweat bullets on climb-out just worried about a failure. And it is always in the back of my head no matter what. Today brought it to life. If I'm a worry-wort nudnik, yea, feel free to tell me. Not going to lie, I'm hoping for a bunch of "no, this has never happened to me" or "this happened to a guy I know who ignored several warning signs, but he lived and learned a lot from it" type responses.