I dunno if you would call it funny, but it sticks out as my greatest experience. I was in F6F, low on fuel and bb's 10 miles from home over the water when I'm bounced from 3k above by a Rook Spit. He overshot me and the game was on. We tangled for a good couple of minutes during which I spent the rest of my ammo (with nary a hit ) and he got my aileron and fuel. I ended up extending and running for home on the deck but he caught me quick and as I prepared for the end he blew by my port side did a roll then came back and flew station on my high 6 until I made land, then he peeled and buggered off. I ended up ditching OK, and immediately started banging out 's on the buffer, with no answer. My buds are all of the opinion that my survival was the result of him being out of BB's too, but I'm a schmuk that likes to believe that chivalry and honour are not dead !!! So if you were that Rook Spit,,,<> sir, thanks for the great fight, and thanks for the great memory. It's moments like these that keep me coming back. I'm going to sniff some more glue now...
Cheers all.