Gainesy. One piece of Lincoln nostalgia I could have done without was attempting to land the Long Nose (Australian Mk 31)version of the beast at night in a 20 knot cross-wind from the blind side. One technique was to whip the landing pilot's side window open on touchdown, pull down one's goggles and stick one's head as far out in the windstream as possible in order to see as many runway lights as possible in order to keep straight.
It was also considered quite important not to have one's oxy mask unclipped and dangling due to the propensity of mosquitos and other sundry tropical bugs attracted by the landing light, sticking to one's bared teeth.
Nostalgia can be a seductive liar.