So Rick Rawlings got transferred to #56 Squadron. He waved bye-de-bye to his friends at Filescamp, and hopped a bus for Vert Galant. His mechanic spent the whole day painting his bus and after a quick evening flight to put her through the paces (he had previously flown the SE5 when he was on home leave in March), he settled in eager to get back to the fight on a dawn patrol. Leading a flight early in the morning, they encountered enemy bombers with their escorts over the lines at 10000 feet.
This is only the second time I have survived to make it to the SE5. Much more stable than the N17 in the wind and, just like they said, a very good gun platform! Here's the livery:
It's in keeping with the gray and black scheme from his now-retired Nieuport.
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...