<strong>Dixie Mae Clementine</strong><br/><br/>Being very pleased at my own accuracy, I took in mind where the second PR-1 went and then pulled my Bloodhawk in a backward loop to finish off the one I had already effectively taken out. Last thing we wanted is the damn thing going kamikaze on the Blue Ridge. Looking down from my looping I could see the pilot in his cockpit struggling to keep control of his strickened aircraft. I started humming again as I got out of my loop and this time while going down almost vertically pulled the trigger again to finish off what I had started.<br/><br/>Around me I could see the others now flying too and I could definately feel the explosion of the torpedo. While flying to the debri of the plane I just took out, I listened to my radio and looked up at the Blue Rigde to see if the big whale was still in one piece. Relieved to see that it actually was, I levelled off my plane in the direction the second of the two PR-1's went and started looking for it.<br/><br/>The bright green machine was easy to spot in the blue sky and white clouds and it wasn't long before I was in hot pursuit once again, finger on the trigger for when he would come in range.