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That would mean, that all German scouts in OFF should be flying with 250 rounds per gun or 500 rounds altogether; until early 1918? If that is waterproof, I shall select my ammo load like that now. It would decrease the kill numbers automatically, together with Creaghorn's and/or elephant's tracers, and thereby make the sim more realistic.

British_eh, I made the whole TAC size smaller in diameter. You can of course set it to 1 NM easily by pressing Ctrl * Shift + T. TaillyHo, I'm not an expert on WW1 aviation, but from what I heard and read, Kilduff's "The Red Baron" must be one of THE books to read, when you want to study Manfred von Richthofen. It gives me quite a dense picture of him (I'm still only at the passage, where he gets shot down the second time (if we count a forced landing after a hit on his on the fuel tank) and has to take a long reconvalescense with his big head wound). I would highly recommend it - Kilduff gives you any detail about the combats and the craft and the pilots involved - on both sides. A very good read.

Some people really don't seem to value their lives or even their health. See this guy - he uses a parachute, but on a much to low altitude! Although he is shown at the end (maybe to quieten the watchers), the text to this assumes, that he got killed. He looked so young still, and in good shape - what a waste! But maybe that was Darwin's law striking there - to eliminate stupidity. http://www.britishpathe.com/record.php?id=14992

Hey, that Lou-Emblem is well worked out indeed! But careful, Lou - that they don't all complain again about you spending too much time in here. We don't want to lose you one day, cause you got tightened church & community service!

Not sure, if Unc hides his light well enough under that "bolshi" - or is there a hole in it? Could that be the reason for his TrackIR problems? ...

Hahaha - the difference between a "karate killer" and a Jedi Warrior is the latter's better knowledge of physics. Not to mention the intelligence. That scene reminds of the film "THE MEN WHO STARE AT GOATS" - about 2/5 into the trailer comes my favourite scene, when the Colonel or Captain says: "Sergeant! I will now leave this room! And I will not use the door!"

Some 93 years ago, the people on these photographs were living people of flesh and blood. They were building the Pfalz scouts during 10 or even 12 hours, six days a week. I found these pics in a website OvS once had found, and I had some of these pics shown here before. But now, these are all nine pictures there were. Interesting pics, because of the aircraft assembly - or because of such sentimental moods I sometimes have. Enjoy!

If you want to explore some of the music of "our" composer Matt Milne - some of it is even downloadable: http://www.mp3.com.au/mattmilne http://www.soundclick.com/bands/default.cfm?bandID=289762 After listening to several of his themes, I am not afraid: he WILL come up with something good for P4.

Great knowledge, Bletchley - thank you. So there was a kind of fuel management - but on a much higher level. Good point about the trimming.

So true! I was mostly wondering about how thin the plywood was on the tail plane!

Well, cats and dogs are quite different, and shouldn't be compared. But it is not so, that the cat doesn't need it's human friend. They even follow you, when you leave the house, and the last cat we had, would try to "speak" with us - he could really make very different "Meeows", and I almost always knew what he wanted. I had to care about a very dear tom cat, when his owner was in Africa, and the fellow was very peaceful. But when it became too quiet, me being at the forum since a long time, he came and sat down to my left. He would sit there like a Ming vase and look at me. If I looked back at him, he would feel encouraged to jump on the desk - there is only a small angle left of my keyboard and mouse - and he would sit there as straight and orderly as a cat could. But if I spoke to him, or even stroke him, he would give up all countenance, and suddenly "collapse" over my mouse and keyboard (keys pressed accidently, programs might get shut!) like a furry fluffy mass of a cat. I could not resist and poked my nose in his white belly fur, which made him purr. Now he knew, he had won my full attention, and he enjoyed it!

It must be a funny job to work in your council houses, Widow - you Bitish seem to produce humour quite naturally!

Just found these pics, when I searched for maps and othere reference. This may have been shown here before - but for all who missed it. It looks so peaceful there today - sleepy villages, gentle countryside - that it's hard to imagine the hell that it was in the Great War. http://www.1914-1918.net/photo_somme.htm

Not sure about the marshmallows, Lou - the figure is "strongest" in the middle already.

Jasta 11 pilots seem to have often been flying rather short sorties, according to Kilduff's "The Red Baron". An hour or even less - depending on the time, when they made contact. It wasn't far for them from Brayelles to Douai or even Lens.

Lou, I never have much money, but if you should travel around France by rented car, and you go to travel alone, then give me a note early on, if you want company - I'd be glad to join in. If you should have an own tent, that would be funny - I have a small 1-man-tent for myself. We could spend the evenings at a camp fire, talking about the Great War. (Well, in fact you would be talking, and I'd be listening - I hardly know anything, and you know so much). And if Widowmaker has an own tent, he might want to join us for the tour?

Well, RAF_Louvert - I'm afraid you may have to dig through the books again, to clear this once and for all? (I'd really like to know!)

Being the cheeky & manipulative combat pilots we are, that was exactly what we had intended. (You gotta learn such tricks, when you want to get the CO's motorbike and his OK for a trip to town!) Blue skies - and stay aloft! (No parachutes!)

Ah, there is the knowledge we needed. Thank you, Lou. You may have got me wrong, Duke - I was pleading for the opposit: for fuel management. At least as a German scout pilot, I would use it. As a British pilot, especially on long range patrols deep into enemy terrain, I would have preferred a full tank.

Must have been shown here before: videos at BRITISH PATHÉ. I picked two silent movies, cause I find that even more thriliing to watch. But if you want to feel more comfortable - there are some about the RAF's defense, with a dashing commentator and some fine music background. Enjoy! Attack on SE England http://www.britishpathe.com/record.php?id=50910 Air attack on Dover Harbour http://www.britishpathe.com/record.php?id=80717

CaptSopwith, Warsteiner Pilsener was one of my favourite German beers, before I stopped drinking any. It is neither hoppy bitter nor malty sweetish - a very good Pilsener. But with beer, it's like with music: even your best friends may like one, which you wouldn't like at all.

Enjoy! And one more thing: you can only make one "Screenshot" at a time to insert. A second one would overwrite the first, as long as it's only in the memory.

A proof/source for this is still to be shown here, I think - we had discussed that before. If it was done (and as a German scout pilot, I would have used it), it would only make sense on the German side. If a patrol was short enough to fly with half a tank filling (incl. a possible fight), why not do it? An Albatros D.Va had a tank volume of 103 Liter. The weight of car petrol (Benzin) is ca. 0,75 kilogram per liter (at 15° Celsius). That means, 100 liter = 75 kilogram. That is the weight of a young man. A reduction by half might show some effect.

You mean, you think you'll be able to top it???

Now you made my hair stand up too, Shred. CaptSopwith, I have only been to the Normandy coast line bunkers from WW2 yet. There, you may get similar feelings as Shredward describes. I stood in a big bunker with a wide machine gun hole and looked out on the Channel. The smell of human piss in there was quite irritating, but I stood there for some time, imagining the British armada slowly materialising from out of the horizonal haze. And all the time I had this ghostly feeling, that a very young soldier with a field grey helmet was standing left of me in the dark shadow, pointing out at the horizon, with a pale face in terror. It may only happen to the sensitive, don't know. I want to go to some of the airfield sites I know the locations of, like Roucourt and Toulis. Perhaps even this summer (although my life plans tend to get thrown over by reality).