Taking off with a full fuselage tank in a P-51 because there were no droptanks available. Ran into two vulching N1K2's with far too much fuel left in the aux tank to be able to fight them. I started a high speed shallow climb to get above the Nikis but then my mum called me on the phone. Set autopilot and talked to my mum for a good few minutes
When I got back one of the N1K2's was still following me but falling far behind, and we were way up high. On radar I saw that his compadre was still hovering over the field they had been vulching, but was now returning to base. I reversed and tried to catch him. When I dove down I left the Niki that had been shadowing me far behind, beyond icon range. The other one never suspected a P-51 coming in at nearly 600mph and I cleanly blew him out of the sky. The N1K2 left still wouldn't give up but by now I was dangerously low on fuel. I reversed again and met him back over the field where he again had started vulching. I got him with a nice front quarter shot, glided in without fuel and landed two kills.
Then the real fun started. The two guys I had shot down were calling me names on Channel1, callling me a coward that didn't want to fight them, you know the drill. Needless to say, it is pointless to fight two Niki's close in with a heavy P-51 but still I killed them both by fighting my fight. First time people ever swore at me for shooting them down. Great.