And another. Damn, this guy's good, eh?
Watching the flecks of pin point light from my Vulcan tapping into the adversary, the other pilot pressing his nose against the cockpit glass as I barrel rolled over his flaming chariot, the ejection seat finally firing with the flare of Saturnus and the adversary's body punched up to tumble over and over in the force gale 500 knot wind... my eyes tearing up with emotion as I carefully revectored and sucked him into the intake.
Booyah.