After catching him not only shooting at helpless parachuted bomber crew and pilots, i cought him shooting down a P-38. his aircraft was all black with a bright yellow nose and red tail with a swastica in a white circle. we engaged in a dogfight ending in a turning fight following into a slow entering direct climb, all in rapid success...ion first birst caused some damage but none noticeable, second birst caused white smoke to flow, third burst caused thick Grey smoke to billow, and the last after i knew i had him was a chain of ammo let loose and his aircraft burst into a massive fireball and its right wing detached. we both where suspended in the vertical as he slipped below me both our airspeeds dropped, he slipped below me first, i hammer head stall turned and followed in his uncontroled dive, he baled before the airplane could start spinning too fast to bale and before the flames enveluped his airplane.

as he baled i pulled out of the dive and turned a wide circle, and started to fly directly towards him, with the crosshairs fixed on him, wondering weither i should pull the trigger, instead i fired just above his parachute, i was not going to fall to his level... then tore buy him with my prop mear inches from his dangling feat, im sure the wind form the aircraft and prop wash must have tossed him and his little parachute all over, and i am sure my Rolls Royce Packard Merlin must have shook him to his very core... if he lives.. he will remember!