Bullets rattled my wings. "Friggin' Jap!" I screamed.
DogfightM. Stanley Bubien
Cranking the stick, I dropped behind him.
"Eat this, Tojo!" I fired. He dodged, dove and disappeared.
"Where're yah Nip?"
A roar approached. I went nose down. Too late. More bullets. Dead stick. I was spinning. Falling.
"Slant-eyed bastard!" I splashed into the ocean.
Selecting reset, I sighed, "It's just a game after all... Rice boy!"
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