After 3 good kills in funny dogfight, I pointed to home sweet home my beloved spit 16.
I spotted 2 cons but they were quite alone on my left wing and they stayed high. Very happy.

20 seonds after i spotted 3 other cons but i was running at home not too much miles far. Happy.

I had a con on my tail but He was far, fired and prey. Optimist.

Suddenly a bunch of cons every where ... damn I pointed my beloved spit16 to the wrong field
just straight to an out-coming super rock buff. Realist!

I sold my skin non for few!
