I picked up model building from one of my brothers at a younger age. He still remembers the day I took his prized "Memphis Belle" B-17 model out to the back yard and blew it up with Black Cat firecrackers.
But in my defense it was a little boy's imagination that took over and in my mind I was flying the B-17 over war torn Germany on the way to a bombing mission while trying to survive the horrible flak of enemy guns and dodging German Bf-109's
It was a glorious mission until a direct hit blew the plane in half.
I think my brother chased me around the house a dozen times.
10-28-2009, 02:56 PM
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