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Title: Get your hands off me you damned dirty dweeb!
Post by: Zippatuh on March 13, 2003, 11:33:37 AM
Immortal words from Charlton Hesten.  Words indeed to live and die by.  My name is Zippatuh and I fly the P51D.  This is my attempt to shine the tarnished image of the bird I so like to fly.

1)  I’m not running, I’m extending.  Unless the 2 plus bad guys on my tail are now 5 plus, then I’m not extending, I’m running.  Actually if the 2 plus doesn’t drop to 1 I’m running.  Feel free to flip a coin between the two of you to see who breaks off so that I may turn and engage.

2)  I never vulch or cherry pick.  I am only making sure that my convergence is set correctly for the next 1v1 that arrives.

3)  I live to shoot all things in red icons down, especially if the icon indicates that it is some type of slower early war plane.  Shooting fish in barrels may not be sporting but it sure is fun.

4)  I never hide in ack.  The rounds from the AA are small enough you can see me anyway.

5)  I will fight when at a disadvantage.  I’m 5K above 10 bad guys with 300 mph indicated.  10v1, yeah, I’ll take those odds.  At least until my energy equalizes, then refer back to my first point.

6)  I will fight low and slow.  Actually only if squad mates are making me.  Personal note… I am very glad the 13th’s experiment with Yugo’s completed about the time I joined.

7)  Not all 51 drivers want fields far away.  In fact I want them as close as the early war guys.  I can always take off from the second line base to get the altitude I need.  Refer back to point 2.  Practicing gunnery is extremely important.

8)  I’m not flying it because I like it.  I only fly it because everyone else is.  It’s just simply impossible that an aircraft with that much history and perfection would want to be flown by anyone of there own accord.  I’ll be making my appointment with the therapist soon after I commit this thread.

Eight is all I can come up with and it’s lunch time.  So… there you go. :D
Title: Get your hands off me you damned dirty dweeb!
Post by: dracon on March 13, 2003, 12:01:01 PM
Sir


"If a man forgets his History, then he is doomed to relive it."
Title: Re: Get your hands off me you damned dirty dweeb!
Post by: bizket on March 13, 2003, 01:08:44 PM
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Originally posted by Zippatuh


2)  I never vulch or cherry pick.  



Actually the PC term we dweebs like to use is "swooping" :D
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Post by: funkedup on March 13, 2003, 01:17:05 PM
paws
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Post by: Swoop on March 13, 2003, 01:35:51 PM
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Originally posted by bizket
Actually the PC term we dweebs like to use is "swooping" :D



No we dont.   Swooping (TM) is what I do, only I am allowed to do this and everyone else merely dives.  Even the other pretenders to the name are not allowed to swoop (TM).

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Title: Get your hands off me you damned dirty dweeb!
Post by: gofaster on March 13, 2003, 01:54:26 PM
I'll cut a banana on any gorilla that'll let me.  I'll also run about 2.0 out then turn around and come at the baboons again.  I'll press the HO if I think I can win it.  I have to - as a Rooke I'm usually outnumbered and limited to 25% fuel (tip: if you don't like fighting against Mustangs, don't pork the airbase fuel).  I don't like to vulch airbases, though - all that smoke and objects slows my graphics card down too much and I can't hit anything or alternately I slam into the ground during the slideshow.
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Post by: Midnight on March 13, 2003, 02:15:09 PM
Is this a confessional or a Mustangs Anonymous meeting?

Hi, my name is Midnight and I fly Mustangs. I do it all the time. Almost every tour I score over 95% of all my fighter kills while flying the Mustang and at least 80% of all my kills in all other combined catagories. I'm a Mustang addict. I fly it for a lot of reasons. I've been flying it since I started playing AW over 5 years ago. It's always been my favorite plane and it always will. I started a squad that is focused on the Mustang and is all about Mustangs. The name of my squad even uses the word "Mustangs". I've done all kinds of various flight testing in the Aces High Mustang. I love the speed and the power and the ability of the Mustang to dominate a fight. If I were religious, the Mustang would be god. If I were supersticious, the Mustang would be my good-luck charm. I am a virtual fighter pilot, and the Mustang is my ride. My name is Midnight and I fly Mustangs :)
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Post by: Swoop on March 13, 2003, 02:18:03 PM
You don't swoop (TM) in them though, right?

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Post by: jonnyb on March 13, 2003, 02:45:09 PM
I am also a mustang addict.  I like to fly the green bird because that silver one is just too shiny.  I don't need 6 .50 caliber machine guns, I only need 4.  I am in a squad with mustang in the name.  If I see a red icon, I turn for it.  If he is higher than me, I tempt him to come on down.  If he's lower than me, I'll dive down upon him.  I'll boom and zoom or knife fight.  I'll turn with the spits and race with the La7s.  If I am outnumbered it just means more targets for me to choose from.  I'll shoot you in the sky, or on the ground.  I'll harrass you in your bombers or egg you in your tanks.  I am a mustang driver.

The path of the righteous mustang driver is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness. For he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children.

And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know I am a mustang driver when I lay my vengeance upon you.
Title: Get your hands off me you damned dirty dweeb!
Post by: JimBear on March 13, 2003, 02:50:22 PM
Whenever I try to Swoop™  it usually ends up Sw...oops  ;)
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Post by: WldThing on March 13, 2003, 02:51:40 PM
I couldn’t think of any rhymes at the moment….I am a P-51 pilot, and for the rest you can make your own judgments ;)
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Post by: midnight Target on March 13, 2003, 03:05:41 PM
P-51 Rap!

(make noises with your mouth as you read)

Yo Yo Yo

I drive a pony
I ain't no phoney
ain't nuthin fastuh
cept that commie bastuh (d)

I'm the cadie o' the sky
leather panties just die
I'll pop a 1k M-2
wit luv from me to you

I'm the caddie o' the hood
them other posers ain't no good
that shiny bright and blingin skin
makes me higher than juice n' gin

yo yo yo
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Post by: Octavius on March 13, 2003, 03:50:22 PM
LOL :D

<- dweeb
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Post by: Steve on March 13, 2003, 04:17:16 PM
John Belushi voice: Mustang, Mustang, Mustang.

I am thankful that others don't see how sweet a ride it is.  I wish I could come up with stuff as clever as the rest of you witty gents.

Love the pony!!!
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Post by: Texman11 on March 13, 2003, 06:24:37 PM
So, MA really does stand for Mustang Anonymous!  I would hide
behind all the rap I could too!

Texman

109 driver
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Post by: CavemanJ on March 13, 2003, 06:37:47 PM
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Originally posted by jonnyb
I am also a mustang addict.  I like to fly the green bird because that silver one is just too shiny.  I don't need 6 .50 caliber machine guns, I only need 4.  I am in a squad with mustang in the name.  If I see a red icon, I turn for it.  If he is higher than me, I tempt him to come on down.  If he's lower than me, I'll dive down upon him.  I'll boom and zoom or knife fight.  I'll turn with the spits and race with the La7s.  If I am outnumbered it just means more targets for me to choose from.  I'll shoot you in the sky, or on the ground.  I'll harrass you in your bombers or egg you in your tanks.  I am a mustang driver.

The path of the righteous mustang driver is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness. For he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children.

And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know I am a mustang driver when I lay my vengeance upon you.


Preach it brother JB! Amen!
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Post by: Kweassa on March 13, 2003, 08:25:21 PM
Hi.
 
 I'm a Mustang-school drop-out.

 I think the plane doesn't like me. I've tried a lot in that thing, but it always threw me off like a wild bronco at a rodeo.

 So, I envy all other who are successful in P-51s, and I wish I can get behind them and shoot all of them down.

 But the freaking plane laughs at my attempt as it dives away like a greased pig, so I often have nervous breakdowns and I hallucinate about a gigantic great yellow turd wrapped in leather, sitting at the cockpit of the P-51, leaving a pile of liitle shi* which I fall into and can't get out of.

 I have bad dreams about those planes, and in those dreams.. I always scream out "runstannnng!" until I wake myself up.

 I feel miserable.

 My shrink keeps on telling me these stories of a Greek guy named Odie Fuss, and asks me about my mother. (I think my doctor's a a pervert)

 I hate my life, and I hate those shiny planes that made my life miserable. I vowed to kill anything that has to do with Mustangs, and that night when I passed by a local auto shop, the police arrested me on charges of trespassing and destruction of automobiles.

 I'm cracking up, and its all because of Mustangs. I accuse them for my mental damages, and they oughtta all be perked at 150 points.

 Thanks for listening. It's hard to keep a medical story interesting.

 :D :D
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Post by: Rude on March 13, 2003, 10:45:55 PM
Mustangs...yeah baby....yeah!!!
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Post by: najdorf on March 14, 2003, 08:56:10 AM
I luv the stang driver that wants to come turn with me in my A6M5b.  Sometimes it's hard to shoot one when I'm laughing so hard.  All those noobs flying your plane incorrectly, you should file suit, but it keeps my K/D up.
Title: There I was . . .
Post by: gofaster on March 14, 2003, 09:12:29 AM
at 15,000 feet or so in a P-51D with 25% fuel.  The Bishops were marching like little red ants from the north and had been running pork operations on fuel and ordinance.  25% fuel wouldn't get me much flight time in one of my other rides, so I had upped a Mustang and climbed out parallel to the Bishop convoy.  As I neared their base of operations, I moved closer to their flight path and singled out a P-38 flying below me at Angels 10.  Ever see a Bish fly alone?  Me either.  A co-alt Bish P-51D dumped its ord and was joined by a Bish LA-7 as they rev'd course to come back to me.  I went nose down to make a guns pass on the P-38 anyway, figuring the Stang and LA would probably get me but at least I could take the P-38 to the grave with me.

I made my approach from the high 7 o'clock angle to try and reach the P-38 before his compatriots could get me.  The distance counted down 2.0, 1.7, 1.5, 1.0.  Surely he'll get a Check 6 from his friends and go evasive. 900, chop throttle, 800, 700, 600, 500, almost there, 400, 300 Fire!  Hits on the rear elevator and the tail falls off.  Scratch one P-38.

The Stang and LA-7 were still too far back to shoot me so I firewalled the throttle and popped WEP to gain speed and altitude.  Up in a gentle climb, a look over the shoulder, LA-7 and Stang still there, about 2.5 back.  A quick glance at the airfield showed more Bishops launching.  A low Spitfire!  Manna from heaven, baby.  Nose down, speed increasing, wind howling in my earphones, throttle back a bit, coming in high and fast from his 5 o'clock position.  2.5, 2.0, 1.5 he breaks.  I know better than to follow his turn so I punch WEP and extend back up.  LA-7 is catching me but the 51 isn't closing.  Spitfire is moving away, clawing for altitude.  

Two more dots coming from the enemy airfield so I swing it around.  The LA-7 plays the angle and cuts the distance to 1.5 behind me.  Things are getting sporty now.  Close in on the dots - a Yak and a Corsair.  I figure the Corsair is heavy so I close on him first - after all my goal is to stop the base porkage and I figure the Yak's ground-pounding value is pretty much nothing.

3.0, 2.5, 2.0 Surely the LA-7 is going to give him a Check 6, 1.5, 1.0 He's still flying straight and level.  A quick glance over the shoulder to make sure it isn't a trap, 800, 700, 600, the guy doesn't see me, 500, 400, 300 Guns Guns Guns and the Corsair falls to pieces.

Now the LA-7, Yak, and Mustang are clustered around behind me, about 1.0 to 2.0 back.  Pings on my right wing  as the LA-7s cannons take off my right wing tip.  My Mustang wings over and I slam the stick to the left to correct.  Quick adjustment to the joystick cal as I spin the dial and I trim the plane for level flight.  She won't go left but she'll be more than happy to roll right.  So I do.  I roll over and point the nose at the ground 5k below me, gaining speed.  Maybe I can get my pursuers to black out in a high-G turn so I yank the stick back into a hard pull-out.  High speed stall!  The Stang is tumbling as speed and altitude dial down.  Stick forward, I save it but I'm in the weeds.  Tracers over my head as the LA-7 closes the distance with the Yak right over his shoulder.  Ping ping Tower.

But hey, I popped two and tied up three more.  Not bad.  And I know at least 2 Bishop pilots were disappointed that their buddies didn't warn them about their imminent demise.  Kills are nice, but the value of knowing you caused dissension in the opposing team is priceless.
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Post by: Steve on March 14, 2003, 11:21:38 AM
Hmmm.
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Post by: WldThing on March 14, 2003, 11:32:19 AM
Cool read :)
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Post by: Curval on March 14, 2003, 12:15:52 PM
Zip...all of what you wrote is true WHEN YOU WERE IN VMF-323..

Now your just a Runstang Dweeb..

;)
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Post by: Rude on March 14, 2003, 01:33:24 PM
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Originally posted by Curval
Zip...all of what you wrote is true WHEN YOU WERE IN VMF-323..

Now your just a Runstang Dweeb..

;)


Alright...that's enough of that!!!

:)
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Post by: Karnak on March 14, 2003, 02:24:52 PM
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Originally posted by najdorf
I luv the stang driver that wants to come turn with me in my A6M5b.  Sometimes it's hard to shoot one when I'm laughing so hard.  All those noobs flying your plane incorrectly, you should file suit, but it keeps my K/D up.


Yeah, I know what you mean.

This P-51D had my Mossie dead to rights.  He'd taken off my right aileron and put a hole in my number two's radiator from long range, was gaining fast and I was on the deck with nowhere to go.  I go into the hardest breakturn I can, full blackout, as my sustained Gs come down and the blackout recedes I'm trying to get slower so my flaps will deploy.

Gotta try to turn tighter.

Can't see the P-51D.

Get those damn flaps down

Can't see the P-51D, this is not good.

Still not slow enough for flaps damnit.

Where is he?

As I come around again I can see the P-51D has turned tail and is trying to run from my mean ol' Mosquito.  He's going slow having bled off his speed trying to turn with me.  I put WEP on and run him down using my superior acceleration and blast him into oblivion with my quad of Hispanos.


If the P-51D had gone verticle when I'd done my break turn he'd have been able to come down on me from above with all his energy still there and me becoming a wallowing huge assed target.
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Post by: Steve on March 14, 2003, 02:56:36 PM
There should be a requisite training time before one can saddle up a pony in the MA.  OTOH just about everyone ends up underestimating those of us that actually make use of the pony's wonderful capabilities.
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Post by: Zippatuh on March 14, 2003, 02:56:51 PM
Nice read GoFaster – I wonder if there was chatter about you not turning and engaging, I bet there was :D.

Curval, make the F4U-4 free, and I’ll make the same posts about big blue ;).

As for noob’s turning with zeke’s I love it.  That just means that the next zeke I come up on will think I’m the same newbie!

Swoop, you need to add this to your signature:

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Post by: Zippatuh on March 14, 2003, 02:59:18 PM
Oh, Karnak – one of the first things I learned very quickly about the mossie, do not turn with it! :)
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Post by: Steve on March 14, 2003, 03:25:21 PM
Zip... pony out turns mossie easily, if it needs to. :)
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Post by: WldThing on March 14, 2003, 03:33:50 PM
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Originally posted by Steve
Zip... pony out turns mossie easily, if it needs to. :)


Easily? I think not..
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Post by: Steve on March 14, 2003, 03:39:14 PM
Hmm ok let me be more specific:  When I'm flying a pony, I can easily out turn a mossie.
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Post by: Karnak on March 14, 2003, 03:41:07 PM
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Originally posted by Steve
Zip... pony out turns mossie easily, if it needs to. :)


Depends heavily on the situation.  A Mosquito low on fuel can do a pretty good job of out turning the P-51D.  At least I have yet to lose that match.
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Post by: Steve on March 14, 2003, 03:48:21 PM
Excellent Karnak... maybe you were just plain better than your opponent!

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Post by: lazs2 on March 15, 2003, 09:28:24 AM
oh yeah... i get it... you fly em cause of the "history".

you may have missed the 13th's experiment but... the 13 will never be quite the same because of it.   If you believe half the stuff you wrote then my bet is that you won't last in the 13th.
lazs