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Whilst heartily agreeing with all of the above---my favourite bit--in a book that is flawless beyond words is----
"The squadron sets out eleven strong on the evening patrol. Eleven chocolate-coloured, lean, noisy bullets, lifting, swaying, turning, rising into formation--two fours and a three---circling and climbing away steadily towards the lines. They are off to deal with Richtofen and his circus of red Albatrosses."
Very evocotive--I know i've quoted them before in support of me being in the 'BROWN' camp for PC10--but I really do 'visualise' that scene--ever since first reading it so many years ago.
Dave.
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