Bloody awful weather! I thought it was supposed to be summer here.
We made it a way into France before the nightfighters turned up — shot up the starboard wing, oxygen tanks amidships and the starboard elevator. Then the Raft copped it, the nose guns stopped one we got a shell stuck halfway through the windscreen and started an O2 fire in the tail that used up all but one of the pyrenes to put out.
With the oxygen out we dropped below 10000 into thick cloud. Tried popping up every so often to have a look about and to try to get a star-shot but we got hopelessly lost.
We must have blundered close to the target but I can guarantee we didn't hit anything worthwhile and for our pains we got flak'ed all the way back to the channel getting an ammo track sliced up, the Port rudder perforated and a piece of shrap through the oiltank on number 1.
Waste of time and fuel.