Confessions of a Fighter Pilot
There I was in a wide battle formation of four Mustangs on our way back to base in Japan after 4 missions in Korea circa 1950.
Low setting sun in the eyes. Shut an eye now and then. Later both and off to sleep.
Trimmed slightly nose down. Increasing speed - increasing noise awakened me with a jolt.
Must have descended through about 2000 ft
Now wide awake and snuck back into formation.
No rest stops around. Strange - didn't sleep too well that night!!