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After all of these years of waiting, Desert Wings Tobruk is finally added to CLOD Blitz! Congrats TFS and 1C!!! Thank you both for hammering out the deal to make this day possible!!! My download and install was seamless and the only problem I experienced was losing my sound in Windows 7 after installation of DWsT. Restarting my computer remedied that quite quickly. All of my skins, single player missions, campaigns and other addons were left intact and usable upon completion of installation. It took less than 15 minutes to finish the download and installation. I took my first flight in the Martlet, of course, and after all of these years of waiting since PF came out, I was finally back in a Wildcat\Martlet cockpit! Hallaluya!!! I always loved this PF plane and had endless hours in it fighting Zeros, shooting down Jap bombers and trapping back on my carrier. This new Martlet feels rock solid and she handles as smooth as silk. Going to have to put in some hours in her before going online, but all of that in good time.

It felt so good to be back in the office of this Barrel Chested terror of the skies once more!
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Me and the boys decided to take a jaunt up the coast at 0730 hours.
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What are you doing down there mate, get back in formation!
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That's more like it cobber.
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Steady Boys!
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Second flight was in the lovely Kittyhawk!
On my way to the beach, just having a check of my list. I feel like I forgot to bring something
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Damnit! My flip flops, I forgot my flip flops. The sand on Derma beach is going to burn my feet up!
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Hmmmmm, it seems my lass doesn't like putting here feet down on the hot sand either. Dratttt!
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It felt really good to get back into CLOD and IMHO she looks more impressive than ever and runs even better than before. I am looking forward to exploring more and getting into the combat aspect to see how she performs under a load. There is  more new single player content than I was expecting and I am hopeful that people will use the ME and create even more SP content. Thank you TFS for all the years of hard work and to 1C and Jason for helping to make this possible. Desert Wings Tobruk is working well for me and I am looking forward to exploring all of the new content and experiencing the improvements you have made.

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Thanks Blademeister... glad you are having fun.  👍

 

Don't forget to download the Aircraft Flashcard Manuals in the Update section.

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Great to hear you enjoyed your Martlet Blade!

 

Look forward to winging up with you when venture into On Line flying!

 

Cheers,

 

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31 minutes ago, theOden said:

Oh I see, so this was you BM?

 

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Yeah, I'll show myself the door - no worries.

That was me theOden. LoL. I just got out and walked away!:fool:

 

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On 8/7/2020 at 10:09 PM, Buzzsaw said:

Thanks Blademeister... glad you are having fun.  👍

 

 

And you know what Buzzsaw, that is what it is all about. Having fun! Each of these flight Sims have their good parts and each have there parts that need improvement. As long as it is not God awful bad, then I am going to have fun with the good  parts while the improvements are made. Desert Wings Tobruk/CLOD Blitz has tons more good parts than parts that need improvement. Now hurry up and fix those sandy runway colors so I can see where the heck I am landing!!!! Just joking, I will get used to them with practice. Hope the alligators are backing down so you can assess the immediate needs for the next patch. Keep up the good work TFS!

 

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What an outstanding job TFS has done on the Vickers Wellington! Check the cockpit,

 

what a work of art! Well worth the wait IMHO. Next project <--->Avro Lancaster!!!

 

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And a little Kitty Love for all the lonely boys down in the sand!
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Coming to grips with my beloved Martlett. AKA Murder Inc.:hunter:

 

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Christmas Convoy

 

 

Mission Report: 12/25/1940 0830 hours:

 

It seems the Luftwaffe's High Command just couldn't let it go for one bloody day! With a chilly temperature of only 32 degree on this snowy morning, Göring himself probably gave the order to send up his boys in order to hunt down our lone convoy sailing on this day,.... this Christmas Day! While the Jerry pilots and crews toasted a Merry Christmas morning during their briefing, the armourers were fast at work fitting their Ju88s with cookies and readying their bombers for the mission at hand. It seems the Huns were given the task of delivering these not so welcome presents to the boys sailing three of our tankers from Southend-on-Sea to Margate.

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Being the most recent bloke assigned to No. 804 Naval Air Squadron, I was up at sparrow chirp to join FAA Flt Lt. Terry 'Dick' Stapleton in flying the convoy escort mission scheduled for this morning. With snow all about and a brisk westward wind blowing, we set out on our mission. I am FAA Plt Off Paul 'Papa' Davies and I celebrated my 29th Birthday just three weeks prior to today. I volunteered in May of this year and was accepted for flying training as an Acting Pilot Officer in the Royal Navy's Fleet Air Arm. I am one of the few Scots here in No. 804 NAS and my being older than most of these boys in the Squadron riled their witty Englander humor concerning my age, and consequentially they came up with the moniker 'Papa', which I was tagged with shortly after my arrival. All of the carrying on amongst the boys was in good sport and most of the time conducted with all due respect,...well,... most of the time. Almost all of the pilots here in No. 804 NAS have a nickname hung on them sooner or later, but 'Pappa' would show these boys, and the Jerrys, that I have a steady hand, a fierce heart and a keen eye to bring my arms to bear on any that dare cross me!

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The day after completing my FAA training and receiving my Royal Navy pilots wings, only two weeks ago to the day, I found myself at Rochford Aerodrome for my first posting right outside the small town of Rochford England. Here I began flying with No. 804 NAS FAA under Fighter Command and this was the official beginning of my FAA career. I dreamed of flying a Hawker Hurricane, or possibly even a Supermarine Spitfire, only to be assigned to a Martlet. A 'Yank' plane at that! One has to raise the bloody undercarriage with a hand crank for God's sake! I must be honest though, the little buggars are fast and turn quite well, but this lass is no Spitfire. She might have a go at a Hurricane, but a Spitfire on full bore would have her in a spot and gone for six as quick as you please!

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Quickly after takeoff, not even a few hundred feet off the ground, Dick found that his undercarriage hand crank was jammed and as a result he could not raise landing gear in the least. He notified me on the R/T and immediately returned to Rochford Aerodrome, which left only me to fly the convoy escort solo. I quickly said a Prayer to The Man Upstairs asking Him to go with me, protect me and guide my attacks to make my aim true should I encounter any Jerries.

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The Huns had already beaten us, of course us was simply my lone self now, to the punch and set their sights on delivering their unwanted gifts quite early this morning. Flying from France across The Strait of Dover at wave top height, they passed Margate only three miles off the coast and prepared to enter the outer reaches of The Thames Estuary. Each bomber began their slow climb to 1500 feet, and all to soon with the convoy spotted and eggs prepared, each of the three Ju88s readied themselves to target a single tanker. Just minutes later one of the Hun bombardiers called out, 'Bomben weg!', as the first set of bombs was released from his Ju88.

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The second Ju88 dropped his bombs only seconds after the first, and each of these bombers narrowly missed their target while beginning to encounter light AA fire from the escort cruiser and each of the tankers. The Tommies manning these ack-ack guns were crack shots and as a result the Huns were experiencing some very close AA bursts! Having delivered their cookies, each of these two Junkers bombers hastily turned towards France, one sustaining an indirect shrapnel hit to its' port wing and suffering a fuel leak.

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The final Ju88 sought to line up its' target while far below the tanker's Captain shouted for his helmsmen to perform an emergency starboard evasive maneuver with the intention of thwarting the Jerry's efforts to attack his ship. 'Bomben weg!' called out the Jerry bombardier upon dropping his eggs. This final Jerry pilot quickly turned for home as he knew the RAF would be along in quite a hurry. His cookies narrowly missed the deck of the last tanker. Not even one of the three Ju88s had achieved their mission goals. Now it would be my turn to welcome at the least one of the Hun bomber crew with a little Scottish Christmas Cheer from Fighter Command's Fleet Air Arm! All wrapped up in my nice shiny Martlet, I was at the ready to deliver a few presents of my own!

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I spotted three Junkers Ju88s as I approached the convoy, noting that each ship looked to be unharmed and steaming hard for Margate. I scanned the sky surrounding my Martlet and did not see any other kites about, so I called the bandits in to my controller on the blower. Then I set my sights on the trailing bomber as each of the three were making their turn towards France. These Huns knew that if they could simply make their way back across The Strait of Dover to the French countryside that they would be out of danger. Diving from his port side I made my initial run carrying 220 mph of speed. I maintained my approach in a lead turn to ensure I would continue to traverse across his tail and not present myself as an easy mark for the rear gunner. Just as I closed range I leveled my altitude with the big bomber establishing a troublesome shot for the dorsal gunner and denying the ventral gunner any means to attack me.

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As I pursued my initial assault I quickly silenced the dorsal gunner. My chatterboxes were lighting up this Junker as pieces of the aircraft began to find their way back towards my lass.

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The Jerry pilot jinked this way and that, but I had him in my sights and he jolly well was not going to make it back across The Strait for his Christmas celebration if I had my say in the matter!

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As I closed to within 100 yards, throttling back was my next move as I continued to tear this Ju88 apart with my four .50 cal machine guns.

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Somehow at the present moment the rear cockpit glass and whole frame assembly shot upward from the damaged bomber and then proceeded to quickly slip below my Martlet while falling down into the Estuary below. I could clearly see the dorsal gunner slumped over his weapon now, and the man beside the pilot, whom had already been dispatched, was lifeless as well.

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The Junker had slowed to just 160 mph and I could tell that the Jerry pilot was doing all within his power to hold the big bomber back from stalling to the starboard side. That wing dipped downward again and again towards the chilly water below as our speed decreased even more.

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With one final burst to the Ju88, which was now smoking heavily and gave the appearance of being severely damaged, its' starboard wing fell downward towards the drink one final time as the bomber dropped lower and lower.

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I watched the rising sun glimmering off of the top side of the bomber as it slowly rolled onto a knife's edge and slipped violently into the frigid waters of The Strait. This body of water has recently become a vast graveyard for the many souls cast into it by this merciless war. I had just realized my first victory against these unknown adversaries on this,.....this Christmas morning. The elation which I had always dreamed of, upon securing my first victory, was nowhere to be found. A somber calm came over me as I scanned the sky in my vicinity to see if any of the other Ju88s or any new Jerrys were in my immediate area, but none were to be seen. I then called my victory in to my controller, as I contemplated what had just happened, and I was then ordered to continue my escort for the ships in the convoy.

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I patrolled for another thirty minutes before reporting to my controller that I was low on rounds and petrol as well. I was given a vector back to Rochford and proceeded to fly over the convoy one final time. As a salute, I waggled my wings as I flew low over their ships. I watched as the men below on the decks of the three tankers were waving, a few dancing a little jig and clapping their hands in appreciation of this FAA pilot watching over them. The Man Upstairs had given those sailors a gift of safe passage on this Christmas Day. Just as I was clearing the last tanker I espied a tight Vic of RAF Spitfires approaching from my two o'clock high to carry on with the escort. I gave thanks during the slow trip back to Rochford for this great gift for our Merchant Marine Sailors and The Royal Navy as well as for my own safe and fruitful maneuvers on this day. It was good to see the aerodrome and to be safely home lest pancaking. As I came around the airstrip I lazily made a circuit, lowering my flaps, cranking 39 rounds of the manual undercarriage handle to lower and lock my landing gear. “Dam-n those 'Yanks!”, I said aloud to myself as I kicked hard on one rudder pedal so as to side slip and lose a wee bit of speed to bring about the roughly 85 mph which I was looking for. It was quite a lovely approach coming in over the town of Rochford, rounding the water tower and soaring in rather low and close to directly over the train trestle while lining up on my final.

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While I still dream of flying a Hurricane, or perhaps a Spitfire, I am presently quite content with my Martlet as she has performed quite admirably on this day. She is a sassy lass, a bit stubborn in some ways but she will turn on a dime, dive like a falcon and has quite a mean streak while sporting her four .50 cal chatterboxes, which the Huns are coming to fear.

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She is as stable as a three legged stool when you have her trimmed properly for flaps and undercarriage lowered. At 85 mph she just coasts in and with a little flare directly before pancaking, she will make a soft three point landing. Ease back full on the control column and lightly, and I do mean lightly, apply the binders or else, over you go. There is plenty of runway at Rochford Aerodrome so no need in getting to busy on the binders! Just a wee bit of dancing on the rudder pedals is all that is needed to keep her tracking straight down the strip! Once this lass has slowed to a turtle's pace, unlock the tail wheel and she is rather gentle to taxi with a lot of rudder and a little binder while working the throttle and always holding back on the control column.

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Of course the new bloke is assigned the revetment at the far end of the field. Farthest from the Duty Erk's shack, even further from the Officer's mess, which is my second stop after visiting the Duty Erk's shack and completing a quick debriefing. Parking my lass is a snap as she turns as well on the ground as she does in the air. I put her deep in the revetment so nil of those nasty Huns can have an easy go at strafing her. One of the fitters shoves a pair of chocks under her wheels and then it is throttle to lowest setting, mixture to idle cut out, fuel cock off, magnetos off and all 1,240 horses of her Wright Cyclone Radial engine quiet down until not one of the 9 cylinders in her is left firing. The Martlet entered service with the FAA in September of 1940 when 81 aircraft, which had originally been ordered by France, were taken over by the British after France surrendered to Germany. This day, Christmas Day, was the first 'kill' for any American built fighter in British service. My lass and I, from No. 804 Naval Air Squadron, Fleet Air Arm of The Royal Navy, forced down that Junkers Ju88 on my Christmas Convoy mission. This was only the beginning of the Martlet's stalwart service with Fighter Command in the Royal Navy's Fleet Air Arm!

 

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5 hours ago, major_setback said:

Wonderful screenshots!

The Martlet is a lovely plane and the Desert Wings model of the aircraft does it justice.

 

Thanks ATAG_Pattle.

Thanks major_setback.

Yes I have a strange infatuation with the Martlet and TFS did an excellent job modelling it. I just wish there were at least a few more skins for it. I see only 1 skin for it in my install and that doesn't even have the plane number on it like the AI skin does. Maybe someone will decide to make a few more for it, or share some if they already have more. Hint, Hint, Wink, Wink!!!!!;):):popcorm:

 

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The Martlet.

There are probably only 1 or 2 custom skins with codes and markings. But there should be some skins with different U.S. and British markings either in the Martlet skin folder or the tropical version '...trop'.

There should be several camouflage variations too.

 

When the multi layered template is released we should see more skins from the community.

 

I might include some fantasy non- historic skins with the template (skins for later Mark's of the aircraft that wouldn't have flown on the game map)

 

Cheers.

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My first few hops with the new Hotas setup. A little fly about in the Derna area and then landing and takeoff practice. Coming to terms withe Trop Hurricanes. Cannot wait for TrueSky and 4k skins.

 

 Cheers!

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Random pics from another hop, this time in the Kittyhawk Mk IA, around Bardia.

 

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And a little to heavy on the brakes.

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A short combat AAR for your entertainment. Hope you enjoy it. It certainly had my blood boiling a bit and caused me to endlessly check my six all the way back to Gazala Aerodrome. DWT is a Sweet theater, and I look forward to starting the Desert Rats Campaign very soon.:salute:

 

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Shortly before 07:00 hours with the temperature at Gazala Aerodrome hovering around a chilly 37 degrees, we fired off our Kitthawk's Allison V1710 engines and prepared for the first patrol of June 13 1942.

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Being the new kid on the block, I was left to eat the Gazala dust as my three flight mates screamed down the sand airstrip. I paused 20 seconds or so and the light morning breeze blew away most of the dust which was kicked up. Easing my stick back while holding the binders, I kicked over the rpms to 2000 before releasing my brakes and starting my rollout.

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First I formed up with one of my section mates.
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Then we  joined the other two in our section and we all began our cruise, running our Allison's at 2600 rpm and 42 inches of manifold pressure, en-route to our assigned patrol sector over el Adem.

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We were vectored to intercept a group of JU 88 bombers which were suspected of being en-route to attack Tobruk.

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First we came across two Schwarms of Bf 109s to our 11 o'clock low, each in finger four formation.

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Our section split into two pairs and I followed my mate in on a diving attack. We had to mind our airspeed as we were only rated to dive at a maximum speed of 470 mph.

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I split from my mate as I dove in and opened fire with my chatterboxes and scored the only hits that I would make during this entire fight.

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I gave chase and attempted to line Jerry up for another burst.

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I tried to land more hits but this Hun just seemed to stroll right away from my Kittyhawk.

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Quickly checking my six I found another Jerry bastard closing on my Kittyhawk rather quickly!

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I saw his first burst fly past my canopy, and I knew I could no longer pursue the Hun in front of me.

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I broke to my starboard side and Jerry was right on me!

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As I barrel rolled to my starboard side I knew Jerry was going to overshoot me.

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The 109 shot by and I noticed a yellow 11 on the side as I tried to line up for a shot. It was no use, he was simply to fast.

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Looking to my port side I briefly saw one of my mates bailing out of his severely damaged Kittyhawk.

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The next second I see rounds fly past my canopy once more and hastily looking over my port shoulder I see another Hun rapidly approaching!

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He dipped low under my port wing, and I see a yellow number 8 on the side of this 109.

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Before I can make a move to attack, this Hun is 1000ft above me and climbing like a bat out of hell. I lower my nose and dive in excess of the 470 mph limit as I make my way out of this dogfight. I am outclassed by these Huns in their 109s and I can no longer spot any of my mates in the vicinity. I will run to make it back to Gazala Aerodrome so as to fight another day. Later I find that three of us had returned safely with one of my mates scoring a kill. The desert rats watched as our downed pilot parachuted to safety, and they picked him up in short order. He was returned to us, a might shaken up but unharmed, late that very same afternoon. What a harrowing experience this was for me on my first desert patrol. Having our Kittyhawks outclassed, not to mention outnumbered, was a sobering experience and reminded me that this is a dangerous business flying and fighting high above the desert. It is nothing to be taken lightly and a day such as today only proves we have a tuff scrap on our hands. Onward and upwards, we shall carry the fight to these dirty Huns none the less and we shall meat out a full measure for their proud intrusion during this African Campaign!

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Nigel gave it one last effort to make his lass pull up before it was to late!!!

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I have finally jumped in the TomaHawk MkII for a few hops the last few nights. I really like this plane, she is a dream to fly and pretty rugged. In my last mission I got drag and bagged by the sneaky AI. More pics to come. I switched over from Spares Grid Antitaliasing 2x Super Sampling and I think the in game quality is much better.

 

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I am really enjoying the Kittyhawk and the Tomahawk now that I am logging some stick time to get to know each of them. Here are a couple of passes at that Huns in their JU88s as they bomb Gazala Aerodrome, and we try to make them pay for their incursion.

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First pass, No Bueno!

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The second pass, Muy Bueno!!!

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An early morning lone wolf patrol and after downing a Bf109, on the RTB, my Allison cuts out! Dead stick landing in the desert for my lass!

 

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