love the damage effects, jagged chunks of loose aluminium quivering in the wind the strips of canvas that flutter around behind the aircraft, flames that spread to other parts of the plane, those little bits of flaming debris that fall off, the sound of a struggling engine coughing oil and smoke, the sight of the landing gear locking mech failing and the leg dropping down, watching that medium sized grey puff that leaves a jagged hole where an oxygen bottle used to be, the shock of being calmly sat behind a 109 plinking away then seeing nothing but a fireball coming towards you followed by masses of smoke and flames where that one lucky incendiary has pierced the forward fuel tank.
sigh it's the little things
