Last summer I had the privilege to meet one of our Finnish aces, Mauno Frantila, who told he was in his Me109-G2 in 1943 chasing an enemy bomber near the Estonian coast, when his engine started sounding not so funny. On his way home it burst into flames in the middle of the Gulf of Finland at 2000 metres. He contacted the Malmi airport that he would try to reach the continent before jumping, since bailing in the empty sea would have resulted a certain death. He told he was literally sitting on the wing trying to get the plane crash in uninhabited area before he jumped at about 200 metres, bailing at a short walking distance to the airport. The total distance was about 100 km, half of which in a burning plane.