When One Has Shot Down One's First,

Sometimes, However, The Gaelic Blood Asserts Itself. The Frenchmen Will Then Attack. But The French Attacking Spirit Is Like Bottled Lemonade. It Lacks Tenacity. The Englishmen, On The Other Hand, One Notices That They Are Of Germanic Blood. Sportsmen Easily Take To Flying, And Englishmen See In Flying Nothing But A Sport.

Find The Enemy And Shoot Him Down. Anything Else Is Nonsense.

I Have Had An Experience Which Might Perhaps Be Described As Being Shot Down. At The Same Time, I Call Shot Down Only When One Falls Down. Today I Got Into Trouble But I Escaped With A Whole Skin.

The Murder Of A Man Is Still Murder, Even In Wartime.

The Duty Of The Fighter Pilot Is To Patrol His Area Of The Sky, And Shoot Down Any Enemy Fighters In That Area. Anything Else Is Rubbish.