The Lancaster

The Lancaster

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'I wonder what it would have been like to fly one of these old girls...' I though to myself. CLANK! Whirling around suddenly at the noise, my forehead cracked against one of the steel ribs of the fuselage of the Lancaster. Black dots danced across my vision as I sank to my knees on the worn floor of the plane. The last thing I saw before unconsciousness claimed me was a man dressed in pilot's uniform emerging from the right entrance to the plane's fuselage...
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