In the mid 1980s an exceptionally heavy snow fall cut off much of the south east of England. So much so that RAF Support helicopters were tasked with giving “aid to the civil power”. My Puma flight commander flew some senior policemen who wanted to see the situation for themselves. They weren’t on intercom and after they had bumbled around at 500 feet or so and were on their way back to base, a note was passed forwards to the cockpit. It read “What speed and height do you normally fly these in wartime?” The crew obliged by showing them. A couple of minutes later a second note appeared, in rather shaky handwriting.
It simply said: “Oh $HIT!”