Rainy, your story from SDOE is excellent to say the least. Well written and full of excitment and detail. Riding with you in that Spit several times my vision began fading to black as we banked and yanked through the sky in pursuit of the nasty FW's. Fine work indeed sir, both the flying and the writing. Thanks.
Sir JR2, every time I think you cannot possibly write a better story you do just that. Fabulous story with tons of fine and accurate details. Funny, I flew several missions in IL2 escorting those flying warehouses to Stalingrad and back. The take off was exactly as you described. Two transports lumbering into the sky each towed by a pair of ME110's glued together at the wing. The rocket pods dropped off like the solid rocket boosters for some primative Space Shuttle.
Now, I will accept your challenge and will try to pick up where you left off.
Oh sure. Here SNAFU, your in this monster aircraft and the wings just friggin fell off. Your turn .
Thanks Sir JR2.
It will go something like this. SNAFU thought of his days in France for the last time as his face became part of the Russian topography.
Or maybe I'll use Ogla's britches as a chute for me and the crew. The sight of her bare bum coming down over the front will likely sned both sides scurrying for cover.
I'll think of something and have it up in the next day.
Now, for a few hours I will be over Dover If anyone's looking for me.
TALLY HO!
[This message has been edited by SNAFU (edited 10-04-2002).]
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