The Luftwaffe must have been running late tonight — nothing on the run up to the target. The Flak must have woke them up though — we got hit forward on the bomb run and had to go round again. Made sure of the bomb drop despite the bomb aimer lying in the open air and bleeding all over from a nasty little scalp wound the Nose turret inflicted as it went over the side.
Bloody night fighters all over the place on the way home and despite damage to one we took quite a bit of superficial damage and the bomb sight went out through the chin. The O2 got knocked out in the tail too so we dropped under 10000 for the last leg home and groped our way home.
Landing was the smoothest I've ever done I think despite the mess up front.