Stump

There I was, landing at night after a hard interdiction sorte. I'd followed the towers directions and was given no warning of any other planes in the pattern. Gear down, flaps down, holding 125 knots and in the grove... 850 feet, 830 feet, 800 feet BAM.. .. my damn wingy runs into me from behind and above!!! we both die fiery deaths over the Black Sea. That's enough to piss you off. I got all the targets, kept my stupid wingy alive all the way to sorte #10 in daves A10 campaign... And lose it all to a stupid wingy and an even dummer controller... I think I need to fly IL2 for a few days now....... :ph34r: