Going Down

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g the old Spit. Dustbin rear gunner first, then I can take this bugger down.I got him in my sights, just a little closer. I let off a couple of small bursts and “BINGO” got him. As I swing round to line up, rounds rip through the front. She shudders like a train coming off the rails.The cockpit fills rapidly with thick smoke, my face is covered in some sort of liquid and is running into my eyes. She rolls over and starts to dive, I’m fighting for control but can’t see. Is it blood? Am I dead?

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I reach for the canopy and slide it back, undo my straps and start to climb out. As my head rises above the canopy more liquid sprays in my face. It’s glycol, engine coolant, and not blood. Dropping back in the seat, I got this.One thousand feet to go and the ground is scarily close. It takes every ounce of effort to pull back on the stick. Levelling off, undercarriage down, the engine sputters and dies. Field ahead, one rough landing coming up.©MartinRushton 2020</article></body>

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“There! Above, a lone Dornier”. I open the throttle, pull back on the stick and start racing the old Spit. Dustbin rear gunner first, then I can take this bugger down.

I got him in my sights, just a little closer. I let off a couple of small bursts and “BINGO” got him. As I swing round to line up, rounds rip through the front. She shudders like a train coming off the rails.

The cockpit fills rapidly with thick smoke, my face is covered in some sort of liquid and is running into my eyes. She rolls over and starts to dive, I’m fighting for control but can’t see. Is it blood? Am I dead?

I reach for the canopy and slide it back, undo my straps and start to climb out. As my head rises above the canopy more liquid sprays in my face. It’s glycol, engine coolant, and not blood. Dropping back in the seat, I got this.

One thousand feet to go and the ground is scarily close. It takes every ounce of effort to pull back on the stick. Levelling off, undercarriage down, the engine sputters and dies. Field ahead, one rough landing coming up.