Well Westy I think Jekyll is just enjoying rubbing it in since the WW2OL FM debuted with absolutely no flaws.
After all, none of those planes retain E indefinitely, none climb better than their weights and "book rate" of climb would indicate and Hoof hasn't suggested as yet that he's going to revamp the original flight model's rudder effectiveness and drag calculations.
Oh yeah, the gunnery is probably like " shooting a rifle whilst jogging" or some such likely analogy.
So, he's just so happy now he has to come back here. There's nothing worth discussing over on those other boards.

It's heaven for the "greater difficulty = more realistic" book-reading experts.

They all agree with each other, so it's paradise.
"And I went up there, I said, "Shrink, I want to kill. I mean, I wanna, I
wanna kill. Kill. I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna see blood and gore and
guts and veins in my teeth. Eat dead burnt bodies. I mean kill, Kill,
KILL, KILL." And I started jumpin up and down yelling, "KILL, KILL,"
and
he started jumpin up and down with me and we was both jumping up and down
yelling, "KILL, KILL." And the sargent came over, pinned a medal on me,
sent me down the hall, said, "You're our boy."
From "Alice's Restaurant" by Arlo Guthrie.
Reminds me of the harder = real-er guys. They're all jumping up and down and agreeing with each other. Whether they know what they're talking about or not.

[ 06-21-2001: Message edited by: Toad ]