(1) I was flying a P47D-30 on Mindano chasing a bandit. This plane is climbing north towards the ocean, and I am in a full power climb. We go from 10,000, to 20,000, to 30,000, up to almost 40,000 feet. Finally I get within visual range and the enemy a/c is an N1K2-George (off topic but calling it a niki makes it sound girlish). So I close to gun range (400yrds) but decide to get closer. Then I see the planes prop is stopped. Must have ran out of fuel. I back off to 200 yards and blast him. I think we were at 37,000 when I got the kill.
(2) Some friendlies and I were on the coast strafing a town. Everyone had expended ordinance and the goon was inbound. So this Newfie B26 pilot comes in and says "I am on bomb run to the town". So we are all orbiting and this B26 dives from about 3500 to 25 feet, flying about 400mph, and drops his entire load. I don't even think the bombs armed and even if they had it wouldn't have hit the target. So the newfie gets on the radio and says "Did I hit the town, did I hit the town?". To which I responded "That was the funniest bomb run I've ever seen".
(3) One time an IL2 shot my 262 down. I was sad.