But this is from a dogfight with a 109-F I had last night.
On the second pass I take a shot, just barely missing the 109s tail.
In between the first and second passes I can see the 109 pulling ahead slightly so I start to line up for a shot.
I see my chance for a shot on the third pass as I roll inverted to keep him in my sights.
I take the shot, scoring some hits on his right wing tip as he flies through my sights.
On the fourth pass, he gets a shot but misses. Round and around we go, fifth pass, sixth pass.
On the seventh pass it's still any ones game.
Finally, on the tenth pass, the 109 ends up in front of me. The end is near as all I need to do is line up and deliver my final lethal burst of .50s.
Damn, still not down. Pass number eleven, I finally get another shot. Rounds rip through his plane from wing to tail.
Another good hit, it won't be long now!
That shot killed his engine, he has no hope of winning now!
Yet another solid shot to his wing, that thing can't take too much more abuse!
I see his wing come off, it's finally over. Now to get back to base before someone finds me as an easy target.
Finally back at base, it's been a busy day.
Touchdown!
