Of course it might be that old RAF tradition of 'See how good this thing is even on one!'......
Some years ago, a chap was flying the beautiful deHavilland Hornet out somewhere 'hot and $hitty' as Robin Williams once put it. A reception committee of colonial Sabres was awaiting him, which he spotted milling around several thousand feet below. So he wound his Termite Queen up to a prodigous rate of knots, then shut down an engine, feathered the prop and went blasting through their formation in a slow roll before disappearing earthwards.....
