Chuck
Good man.........preferrence dictates a little red and black HB with a pink rubber on top.....sorry erasor.......forgetting you're colonial types.....
I remember one dark night over Germany.........flack was vicious......damn stuff was coming at us like snow........all of a sudden old yankee delta nine zero lurches to port........well ****** me if we hadn't taken a small (but not insignificant) piece of flack in number 1 tank.........well, in a flash out came my trusty HB and I had that bally hole plugged before you could say Jack Robinson........
I was just congratulating myself when I realised that we were at 12,000ft......and I was sat on the port wing........bally freezing........my little HB had an icicle on the end........and my little pink rubber had gone all limp........well what did I do I hear you ask in amazement........well, stiff upper lip and all that........besides which I was too bally drunk to care...
Chuck my man......those were the days......balsa wood and papier mache.......fix it with an HB and a bit of your good old American bubble gum........not like todays modern machine.........wouldn't catch me in a new fangled jet.......HB and bubble gum wont do you any good if you catch some flak at 12,000
Well must go......chin chin
Sdn Ldr Handlebar
Last edited by Sdn Ldr Handlebar; 9th May 2002 at 15:32.