A testimony to the P-51
A flying threesome of P-51D's locked wingtip-to-wingtip, looping and spiralling and turning and flat-hatting it over the airfield. If you have never had a trio of Merlins in full song come roaring only a couple hundred feet over your head, you don't know what you're missing. If I found out that the only way for me to keep those 1650 cubic-inch V-12s running was to drive down to the Gulf and hand-paint pelicans with crude oil using a bucket and a brush, I'd do it.
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Heh, The small shop where I work seems to be in the flight path for most of the really cool planes that go to the Oshkosh Fly-in. Bi-planes slowly. drifting past, P-51's roaring by. Pretty cool.
Once saw a P51 do a high speed beat up of the runway at Luton. Very impressive.
Looking through photos. found some of a Stearman that flew out of a local airfield. big and clumsy compared to a tiger moth, but it still had plenty of style, and the guy who belonged to was a real gentleman, made all the more remarkable when you met some of the arseholes who flew spam cans out of there.
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