I was tired, but decided to fly a few after work. Glad I stopped in, it was some intense action. Flew the Tony tonight- or rather, "a Tony Sandwich".
I swear, I was a thin slice of Tony covered in heaping layers of F4Us, F6Fs, P38s, and P47s. It was great. I couldn't stay on many of you long enough to get a killing shot, but the pure rush of avoiding the guns and living so long in the mess was something I hadn't enjoyed in some time. Thanks to the IJN pilots who tried to extricate me- sadly, there was no hope for me in a few of those scrapes.
After tonight, I really don't understand why more people don't fly the Tony in the MA.