Was really bored at about 4:00am EST today, so I upped in a 202 and headed towards a25, whilst taunting the knit hordes to come and dance.
Much to my surprise there were two other 202s waiting for me. One was shot down by a countryman, but the other 202 and I dueled for 5 minutes.
Amazing scissoring Camo, you flak-running dweeb.
Took your left wingtip off just as we passed over a flakpanzer who somehow didn't kill me at d250.
Was one of the better dogfights I've seen in a while
