Thanks gents, will have to print out data for the major types. No way I'm alt-tabbing into the intardwebs to check the HTC page, that screws my graphics up.
Anyway, AAR as promised.
Epic, epic 1 hour 20 minute sortie to Bish strats. Took 100% fuel, 100-gal drops. Damn glad I did. Upped from a field near nitland, got to 20k over home field, passed behind a nit-bish fight at 25k, broke into open territory at 30k, ran down the dar-less corridor into nit strats at 31-32k. Small dar bars ahead, over city spot a 190 2.5k below me, going the other way. (On reviewing the film, it turns out it was a 152, Topbird at the helm). Drop cookie on wep, drop tanks away by this time.
Blast away to the west 32k, around 390 mph.
Small dar bar behind me, assume that's the 190. Another small dar bar appears on bish west coast, 4 sectors away. Once in that sector, a 109 appears, he's low 6 at 3.5k. "Uh oh" thinks I.
I break out over water, 109 in tow. Friendly dar rings draw closer, so does the 109. (Again, on reviewing film, it turns out it was that naughty man Chalenge.) He closes in to d800, too far below to get a good shot. Just as we enter dar ring on friendly coast, he gets to d600, just below.
I dive, manage to reduce throttle before Mossie shakes apart. Ping ping ping a ring-tinga-pingy. Mossie back under control, start to weave. Pingy wham. Still flying. Turn into attack. 109 roars past, turn back in, he's pointing at canopy, just misses. Cant get flaps out. Some more turns, flaps out, haul around.
Christ almighty, here comes a 190 now too. (Film says it's a 152 again, Topbird. Assume he trailed me for 5 or 6 sectors).
No pings for a bit, still flying. Another pingy wham. Still flying, to my amazement.
Dive, rolling. Call up map, where's the damn field?
Then, Deux Ex Machina, the cavalry arrives, in the form of EZRhino's 51B. "Hang on.... Comin'..."
190's icon further away, dive harder. 109's icon still back there but stretching away past 1000.
EZRhino's voice: "He's off you, you're clear."
Pass over closest field, keep going balls to the wall. Take stock. Left flap gone, right internal fuel hit. That's OK, still have 25% of left internal, enouogh for a while more.
Go inland another sector, hands shaking.
Line up on runway. Flaps out aaaaarghhh get it back in again. Land fast, stand on brakes.
Exit, name in lights.
I have not the faintest clue what the perks were, but bugger me that's some of the most fun I've ever had in AH.
Gotta say, the recent changes have really got my interest. Can generate enough perkies for awesome Mossteen flights. Can actually find, intercept and (wonder of wonders) shoot down American heavies with the 410. Can get half a clue which towns need most help.
AH and the players named above.