Ok, an encounter I had with the Brewster came to me. I was in a Mossie VI flying in towards tank town when I saw a Brewster attacking a lower fighter up ahead. I continued to climb and was above him when I arrived, friendly was deceased. While I knew he had been BnZing I thought I had good E on him so I hit WEP (didn't have as much alt as I'd have liked on him) and dove, he saw me and dodged, which is what I expected. I am a fan of aggressive BnZ so I took it vertical with the intent of either roping him if he tried to follow me up or of just coming back down on him to hammer out more of his E. Well, he came up after me but he wasn't stalling out, he cut my corner and closed to about 600 yards, not enough to get me, but too close for me to come down on him and I was starting to stall out. Bah, misjudged his E.
I knew my Mossie out climbed him by about 500fpm so I converted to a wide spiral climb, but as slow as I was from the zoom I couldn't get my climb advantage out of the old girl (Mossies don't like low speeds) and I couldn't level out to gain speed without offering him a rather large target that he had now closed to within 400 yards of. He blew some E to try for a guns solution and lost ground for it, but I could tell my spiral was not going to pull this out. At this point we were probably at about 8,000ft, so I decided to disengage. I dropped my port wing and put my nose down, below and ahead of me I saw a formation of enemy B-24s at perhaps 4,000ft, interestingly from the third country. As I dove I looked back to see what the Brewster was doing and he was, as expected, gamely diving after me. He'd held with me through the zoom climb and the spiral climb, so he could hold with me in a dive, right? Well, my sleek airframe and 3250hp had other ideas. It wasn't even a contest as I opened distance rapidly, almost as though he were standing still. Looking ahead I altered my dive to an intercept on the B-24s and blew two of them away as I leveled off through their formation. Looking back the Brewster was far, far behind and dropping away. He turned and dove for ack or home shortly after that.