Scramble again with some bombers! Almost got one but then everybody started colliding like drunk monkeys! We lost Ford, Hill, Stanley and Henderson! I was so distraught that on the way back, I was almost shot down by a 109! I never even saw him... I really do need to get around to cleaning off that rear view mirror...
The older I get, the more I realize I don't need to be Han, Luke or Leia. I'm just happy to be rebel scum...
