Short Final: Hostile Target
I was ferrying my new-to-me warbird home to Texas and bubbling over with new plane pride. Memphis Center: “Focke-Wulf 1234 Traffic at 3 o’clock, 2 mile 6000 feet.” Me (in my best command baritone): “ Tally-Ho! Focke-Wulf 1234 TARGET IDENTIFIED.” Then in my normal Sunday morning voice: “I mean, N-1234 has traffic in sight.” Double […]