The other night krusher comes chasin me pony from maybe 2-3k back and slightly higher. I saw him and thought no problem...was headed back to hot turn and thought to myself, let him come.
I let him in close with the intention of executing some cool pilot stuff...displacement roll is my favorite...here he comes...I do my thing flying from the 6 view...he's still there, turning with me.
We are perhaps 500 feet off the deck when me thinks to myself...I'll just scissor in flat turns...no way he can stay with me...again, out of the 6 view, he stays with me.
I then thought crap...whats up with this??? So, I pull harder in the flat scissors and black out completely, eventually skipping across the water like a stone on a pond.

Never took a hit, but the whole experience was so unsettling, I died and he got the kill.
Moral of the story....I will never ever again fly against a mossie thinking they are no threat. This whole little episode took place at 400ias....the Mossie is a beast.
<S> Krusher
