BlueMaxFebruary 9, 2020, 4:00pm
I was out at the aerodrome yesterday enjoying a peaceful afternoon of replacing intake gaskets and boots on my trusty warbird's VW engine. Work was almost complete when the drone of rotary engines filled the sky. I dove for cover under the wing as bullets whizzed by perforating the hangars and kicking up little clouds of dirt all around. After the swarm of huns had passed I surveyed the damage, at first glance it appeared neither the plane or I had been damaged so I continued with the days activities, all the while wondering how "Airbike Ace" could be allowing such a large Hun flying circus to exist in such proximity to our southern border.
I was attempting to install the last spark plug with thoughts of taking my plane on patrol to hunt down the rogue group of huns when I realized my warbird had suffered damage in the attack. A single bullet had scored a perfect hit, blasting a helicoil clean out of the head. Being the skilled mechanic I am, I had the head removed in 5 minutes and the cylinder cleared of debris. The head is now sitting on my bench awaiting a new helicoil and pending no further hun aggression will be reinstalled next weekend.
The above is my best recollection of the days events with minimal embellishment.

I was attempting to install the last spark plug with thoughts of taking my plane on patrol to hunt down the rogue group of huns when I realized my warbird had suffered damage in the attack. A single bullet had scored a perfect hit, blasting a helicoil clean out of the head. Being the skilled mechanic I am, I had the head removed in 5 minutes and the cylinder cleared of debris. The head is now sitting on my bench awaiting a new helicoil and pending no further hun aggression will be reinstalled next weekend.
The above is my best recollection of the days events with minimal embellishment.

When in doubt just use full throttle.... it might not help but it will end the suspense.