"Things were getting worse for Psycho. On his last radio call, he said that soldiers were coming and that they were attacking him. Pete and I lined up again, this time from a different direction, and plunged into the clouds again."

"The electronic hand of a missile had grabbed me and locked onto my jet. I broke hard left in a six-g turn, selecting afterburner. I thought, "I don't have enough gas for this. I can't see a missile. I can't find it!"