Teusday night I was flying in a F4u4 , the nice perked one.
Not much happening , until I spot a lone P-40 about 5 k under me.
Easy pickins right .... WRONG , he turned that thing on me , on a dime...TWICE. His name was Van-something,VanCrew or Vanace, whatever it was I looked at his score , wow.
I know he is a famous pilot here and all , no wonder. He did things with that P-40 , that knock your socks off.
Kicked my bellybutton so bad , I lost my 'mojo', I mean really lost all ability to kill for the next 2 - 3 days!!!
I just could not do a darn thing right. Crashing on takeoff, ramming bombers, no kills +no frills.
Finally , Sat.night I started killing again, and boy it feels great.
All is well.