One of the few things from the war that my father will talk about is watching the rocket-firing Typhoons (or Tempests??) queuing in the air to take turns at attacking the German armour during the Ardennes offensive.
He had a grandstand view - as a storeman in a REME workshop attached to the 5th Armoured Div, he and his mates were hurriedly given extra weapons and told to hold a "hilltop". (I'm not sure how high a "hill" would be in the Ardennes...)
The way he describes it, the day the weather cleared the Germans were hit with wave after wave of the aircraft, each firing rockets in turn, landing, reloading and attacking again with each waiting in the air in queue for their "turn". For him to talk about it means it must have left a heck of an impression - he's normally reticent about talking about anything from the war. His view was that against that number of aircraft, with rockets, the German armour stood no chance - as long as the weather held