Yes, the best laid plans of gamers do go astray. Or in this case, a barely laid plan. We had no where near enough flying boats for the eight of us. In fact, we were having a hard time coming up with any combination of planes that made sense. Fortunately, we were able to scrape together enough American fighters for a couple of rousing games, starting with... wait for it... the ubiquitous opening dogfight!
Coming from the west, a group of Americans, mostly Nieuport 28s, and a lone SPAD XIII.
From the east, they meet up with two Fokker Dr.Is, and two Albatros D.Vs.
More later...
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