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In any case, a really low cross-country flight is a wonderful experience. It is the only time one can get the feeling of an aeroplane's terrific speed. The ground streaks past under the wings unbelievably fast. Different coloured patches of sand flow by; it's like running your hand across a patchwork quilt. You lift your machine gently upwards to clear hummocks, and then ease her down again the other side to stay low, low, low. As one approaches the target, the adrenalin starts to pump, giving a tingling sensation between the shoulder-blades, and maybe some sweat trickles down.

By day, the usual enemy reconnaissances were flown, and defensive fighter patrols were maintained over the Dover Straits and over coastal areas. A number of small-scale offensive daylight sweeps covered Kent and South and South-West Coastal regions; our fighters destroyed eighteen Me. 109's, and probably destroyed six others. We lost six aircraft, but four of the pilots were saved. Ten Me. 109's dived from 29,000 feet to 100 feet to attack Rochford aerodrome, and destroyed the control office.