Today I had the rare pleasure to take on TWO of Aces High's members that are true to the 'spirit of the game"... Esme, whom I have known in Dawn of Aces, and a new acquiantance, Gearup, were flying Luft buffs in the CT early today. Me, being a member of the 332nd Flying Mongrels, took the to the skies for the Allies to defend an airbase being dive bombed. Of course, being the gentleman I am, I announced my intentions in friendly banter of the era. "Scab ridden Luftwaffle, prepare to die...!"
No, no, I didn't really say that, since it was only the three of us in the arena and I didn't want them grabbing friends to rape me. hehe.
We had a long protracted fight near the Luft base, where the evil Hun tired to coax me into their AAA. Ahh, but I am far wiser than that, after many deaths promiscuously at the hands of the Luft Accu-flak(tm) and slipped out of reach.
Three kills I made, then the lowly Spitoon mkV I rode was out of ammo. Arghh. now the fun begins...
They swooped for the kill!
I countered with a chandele.
They teamed up, sharing attacks!
I watched as they augered.
They shot my engine!:mad:
Bloody hell, what am I hanging around for?
They let me leave! *unheard of!*
I stalled on ditching and died!
FOCLMAO..! Great fight you two, and I salute you and KG2 for uncommon sportspersonship, and all around fun flying!
Odee
PS I say sportsperson because Esme, my friend from DoA, is one, if not THE, best female pilot it has ever been my pleasure to know.
PPS Gearup? A little patience in that 190 and you'll be extremely lethal my new friend. Keep at it and good hunting to you both >S<
