Yeah, UncleAl comes to mind, who walked outdoors with his TrackIR clip on the hat.
He must be "Radar Man" or even a "communist telepathic spy" for the neighbours now.
Mmuahahahahahaaaaa!!!!
My first memories about what awoke my interest in WW1 combat, was the (rather bad) movie
"Richthofen & Brown". Although it must have been awfully wrong historically, I didn't trace that
as a boy, and got totally excited about the dog fights. (Blue Max I only saw later).
We had one model kit shop in our town, where I found all those boxes with these wonderful
paintings on the cover (that always looked so much better than your finished model would).
One day, they arranged some more professionally built models in a glas cabinet.
The two best looking ones were a Supermarine Spitfire Mk. IX and an S.E.5a.
It took me long time to dare and ask, if I could buy those ready ones, and even longer, until they
decided, that the models had been exposed long enough now. I still remember, that they wanted
7,- Deutsche Mark for each one (which was about 5,- Dollars those days) - a fortune to spend
for a kid with very little pocket money. But I saved and bought them both.
They were masterly painted, and the dark Brunswick green of the S.E.5a was always a special
colour to me. Ah, the memories...