LOL

I read the biography of Robert Stanford "Lucky" Tuck, one of the top aces of the Battle of Britain. When the US entered the war, Tuck was sent to Arizona (I think?) as a combat instructor for the new American pilots. While out on a routine flight, he got "jumped" by a couple of eager students. He managed to lose them with ease, but then realized he was completely lost over the desert. He'd been concentrating so hard on the mock dogfight that he hadn't kept track of his position. (He found a highway and made three attempts to land on it; each time, a car appeared out of nowhere and forced him to overshoot. Eventually, running out of fuel, he made an emergency landing in a cemetery, of all places. <img src="images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> )