We hadn't even reached the French coast when we felt what turned out to be a Me-110 hammering us from below. The controls shuddered before I initiated evasive action. As I threw Candy around the sky, the Me-110 appeared dead ahead, firing into the port wing. Quarterman, our bomb aimer, thinks he got a hit before the Me-110 left us for easier pickings. At this point Lundquist claimed to be feeling a chill, and Meeks reported that heat to the pilot compartment was disabled. We hadn't gone nearly far enough to risk either frostbite or light flak all the way to the target and back, so I turned for home and jettisoned our load in the Channel.
W/O Michael Nelson
Pilot, Candy
July 19, 1944
46 Peckham Damage Points