Jerry first had a go at us crossing the Dutch coast. All quiet until well into Germany when things got hot as we passed north of Frankfurt. One fellow was rather adept, hitting us rather well on two of three passes. Damaged the rudder and tailpane, control cables and put holes everywhere. Flak was rough over the target, but we saw no enemy aircraft. We did see someone going in to the southwest, big enough to have been a bomber probably. It was near Hanau that Thacker got his kill, but they managed to knock out the radio. All quiet after that. Landing was textbook, don't you know.