English Had Hit Upon A Splendid Joke.

I Started Shooting When I Was Much Too Far Away. That Was Merely A Trick Of Mine. I Did Not Mean So Much As To Hit Him As To Frighten Him, And I Succeeded In Catching Him. He Began Flying Curves And This Enabled Me To Draw Near.

Of Course, With The Increasing Number Of Aeroplanes One Gains Increased Opportunities For Shooting Down One's Enemies, But At The Same Time, The Possibility Of Being Shot Down One's Self Increases.

The Murder Of A Man Is Still Murder, Even In Wartime.

I Have Had An Experience Which Might Perhaps Be Described As Being Shot Down. At The Same Time, I Call Shot Down Only When One Falls Down. Today I Got Into Trouble But I Escaped With A Whole Skin.

As A Little Boy Of Eleven I Entered The Cadet Corps. I Was Not Particularly Eager To Become A Cadet, But My Father Wished It. So My Wishes Were Not Consulted.