I turn my head away for a moment and there are more great stories.
Raine, I was sure you will have to operate the gun yourself, even though it’s physically impossible. Glad Wilson was useful after all. In the sentry’s defence, all Parasols look like a Pfalz A.I biggrin
Hasse, another masterfully crafted story. That Zander boy reeks of trouble. Good thing Leffers is looking after Julius.
Scout, glad you got that bombsight sorted out. Expect more precise ordnance delivery from now on.

"Take the cylinder out of my kidneys,
The connecting rod out of my brain, my brain,
From out of my arse take the camshaft,
And assemble the engine again."