Richard's air campaign has reached August 1918. The German spring offensives have ground to a halt, and the Allies are counter attacking. For this game we (Jasta 2) were defending our forward airfield against a concerted ground and air attack made with overwhelming odds. We were in for a tense evening.
Jon & I were the Germans, helped out by Richard plumpiring. Jon & I both have a carefully husbanded ace status. Ian, Steve & Phil played the rookie Allied pilots, that seemed to respawn constantly.
Another turn to the left and open up the throttle and I was away. Phew! That was close. I had hits to my wings, fuselage, tail and cockpit area.
Perhaps it is time to retire the old fellow, before his luck runs out.