Upped a pony D and flew towards a cv task force. Came in high and fast, thought I was invincible, since I was flying the "best" WWII fighter. Saw a bunch of planes below, got concerned about how poor the vision was, hadn't learned how to set views yet, died a guick death from an unseen bogie.
It happened so quickly I was shocked, sat for a few seconds and upped again. Funny I remember the first sortie like it was yesterday, actually happened about 5 yrs ago, have zero recollection of what I did next.