I can give a summary instead?
Wabbit: Violator.
Plane: p40. (N)? (E)?
We all spread out and went up to 5k. I turned around to look for my nearest opponent. I stay high as I move to him. However my nearest opponent spotted Violator, which was close. In fact so close that 3 of them flocked together to shoot down Violator. The fight was on already without me. The battle seemed fierce on the clipboard. Rolling sissors I Imagen, fast and low on the deck. I noticed something else, the battle was moving away from me towards the field where we took of. I not willing to blow my E just yet cruised full speed ahead at 5k. Finally I caught up to them. All low, there was even one smoking already. Honestly I was not sure what to do, this was the first time I had alt on so many opponents, but I quickly realized what I needed to do. Firstly, always move to an enemy and secondly keep your E up. I procided to get in position and whiteout shame use my E to rope them one by one. But It turned out they already where so slow that it brcame a pick fest. Not my most proudest moment. After I secured a kill on the Wabbit, it was the others turn.
Not all was done yet. North East of the base there was still one opponent left, victorious over his enemy moving towards me. Suddenly the round was called and I was named the winner of round SIX. I was baffled, since there was still another plane up. Me and Wiley where screaming over the VOX "There is another left/I am still up!!" Indeed it was Wiley and the win was revoked. The match continued, moving closer to my opponent, both at 5K. But a sudden change made it so that we where diving, diving voor speed. To get the best possible merge. Arrived at the dek still closing in on Wiley I banked to the left and then I made a sharp turn to the right. Just before we merged, both of us initiated a steep climb. I flattened out and initiated another climb, trying to get a position on Wiley. I noticed something odd "HIS ENGINE WAS SMOKING!". I couldn't hold that thought for long since I was at the top of my climb and out of E. I failed to control my plane and fell down into an uncontrollable stall. I pushed the stick and gave it full rudder to get my slow falling plane back under control. EUREKA!! I made it out, back under control. Already nose down form the stal i started continue to dive for speed. I had another problem now, Wiley. There he was, already on my tail, ready to shoot me to bits. I tried making it hard and reverse the position. While we where at it Wiley made some hits on me. I was in full panic mode since there was no shaking him. It lasted for maybe another minute. He was getting the better and better of me, we went up and down. There, right there it was. I was gaining some separation. I realised by now that his engine died of the radiator hit he took from his previous opponent. But he was in position to kill me. But suddenly, he bailed. Apparently the rules on the last to standing where not known to him. "Anything goes". I felt sorry about it, since it would have been his deserved victory. He laughed on the VOX and explained what happend. At first there was some confusion from us Al but we quickly went back laughing about the unfortunate event.
And thus the BF110G2 was chosen by me..
Wiley big salute to you for that fight
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