I'm considering flying the lala these days!
I flew it as a noob, but stopped when I noticed that everyone was flying it. It just wasn't fun for me. I came to think of the lala as a crutch, I wanted to get by without crutches
I've enjoyed flying "the lesser" planes for the longest time. It is the extra challenge I get, by not choosing plane from the topmost shelf, that has fueled my enjoyment.
Today, I fear, I can feel a change coming.
I have seen too many runners, too many people hiding in ack or numbers. It would be ok once in a while... but not like this.
I confess to having flown a lala today.
I chased down a running tiffie after he had vulched our field for a little while. I caught him as he was landing on his, fully up, field. A friend of his upped a spit I had to dispense of, before dealing with the runner pilot again. He had upped a lala ofcourse. I killed him once more before dying to the ack I'd been trying to avoid while fighting.
What other plane could I have used?
What plane can chase down a tiffie intent on running, and then with equal ease dogfight a spit?!
Am I losing it? Am I becoming a lala person?
Part of me felt unclean after that sortie, part of me felt refreshed. Ah, the ambivalence!
Can I blame the MA runner culture for this, or is it only me?