Flying back to base....3 kills in a 38L (Musta been noobs....I aint that good)
Eyeball a gaggle of red, left, 3 O'clock Low (Resist....Resist)
Roll in, guns blazing (Forgot about Bullseye painted on my tail)
Target fat and lazy, 300 off the nose and level (forgot to look right)
BAM! engine shot from the right, oil all, over the windscreen, time to bug out (wait...I can still see through the streaks...no guts, no glory)
Hmmm...sounds like a tap dance on left wing. Look left, flap missing, wing full of holes (urge to make a Ham and Swiss cheese sandwich occurs)
He He He....little red plane in front turning towards (Great here it comes)
Go vertical.....(Tap Dance moves to right wing)
Looks right and admires 18 hole Golf Course on right wing (I hate Golf)
Twist, Turn, Climb, Loop and Roll, Pony in the gunsight, smash trigger and.........
Well, at least the Coffee in the tower is hot and the beer is cold.
Everyone, no matter when I fly, you all make this game enjoyable for me. I am far from being a good stick, every flight is a learning experience. One of these days you'll say "Oh no here he comes" instead of saying "Time for school"
A special thanks to my Squadies for putting up with my Nugget antics at times.
Thanks everyone!
