I remember during my first month so many years ago a little event that happened to me. There was a witness, even though I can not remember who it was, that can attest to my story.
Anyway like I said I was new to AH by about a month. Right after the Beta tours. We are on NDIsles and we, we being the Knights, are in the coffin corner as usual. I was having rather bad luck that day with the ACK nailing me on my bomb runs. So...being the NEWB that I was I thought a little squeaking on Channel 1 would make me feel all better.
So as I am heading back to target, middle of friggin no where. I mean no cv groups, no AFs, and no strategic targets and I mouth some sort of blastfimus nonsense about the lazer accuracy of the ACK. After my statement I begin to see and hear small puffs of FLAK. I look around and I can see no orgination point but the flak starts to get heavier. I can not see where this FLAK is coming from so being the gluton I was I smart off on channel 1.
After my brief statement all hell breaks loose. Now mind you I am 30 miles from everything 25K up and the FLAK erupts on me. It was like being in a Tin barn in West Texas as the worst hail storm ever seen by the planet hits. Naturally my B-17 is toast but I manage to bail out. I immediately get on country channel asking about the phenomina and my witness is laughing his bellybutton off.
I had a good laugh about it, and since then I have never talked smack about ACK in AH. You take your life in your own hands if you do.