"Roger that, ma'am." Graham said, as he taxied to the runway. "Angel Red Leader, requesting clearance for takeoff, over." he called the Tower, using his callsign.<br/><br/><em>"Roger that, Angel Red Leader, you are cleared for takeoff. Good Hunting out there."</em>Tower responded.<br/><br/>"Thank you tower, good day." he reponded, as his engine bellowed to full power, kicking up a mighty plume of dust behind him as the Spitfire shot down the runway and into the sky like an arrow fired from a bow.<br/><br/>"All right Trude, I'll follow you." Erica said. Unmotivated (or even lazy) as she may have been on the ground, Erica was a true professional when she was in the air, as her 250+ kill tally indicated.