From that point on it became my duty to purge the skies of all 109s, to cleanse the air of their pilots, and assert the clear dominance of the P-38. I like to think I have seared the image of the fork tailed devil into more than a few 109 pilots over the years. May that image haunt them the same way Tec haunted me that week in his red tulip K4!
I've had some fun ones with Tec myself. Most of which would resut in myself being towered.