Lucky let the town fall behind him before turning for base.



I followed Custard all the way to the airfield as Lucky made a near perfect landing. The gauntlet had been thrown down!



I backed off the throttle and performed a gentle circuit of the airfield in preparation for my own approach.



Once I was well positioned, I lined up on the runway and began my approach.



Flight Lieutenant Lambert’s head made it a little difficult to judge the exact position of the runway, so I found myself using the pedals to crab my way in while looking out of the sides of the aircraft to catch occasional glimpses of the runway.