Must be time for the Chipmunk stories....
Prior to a solo sortie PC had arranged to meet his mate 4k over Salisbury for some serious air to air. At the appointed time, PC spots his prey, dives out of the sun and commences the 'dagga, dagga, dagga' noises as he swoops down on to the unsuspecting Chipmunk, except, as he closes he notices the rear canopy is whitewashed.......
(Wrong cab and this one, since it's doing IF, will have a QFI on board!)
Later, with his heels together and beret on, he was asked by the CFI why he was making 'dagga, dagga, dagga' noises over the R/T.
PC reckoned his promising career in aviation was already over and so had nothing to loose by saying "I was too close for missiles and so had to go to guns"