This was my Dad's P-51 Mustang , T-Lou II . He was 20 years old in England Escorting our Bombers to Germany . He told me that the typical mission was 9 hours , you brought a couple of coke bottles to piss in and you literally flew by the seat of your pants, no auto-pilot. After that lengthy mission they would still have to fly across the Channel (single engine) and then land this extraordinary plane . He always said that takeoff and landings were what seperated the men from the boys .You could literally flip the plane on takeoff by giving too much throttle too soon . The torque of the 1000 hp Merlin engine and the huge 4 bladed propeller was pretty strong . He died last year before he was able to see the World War Two Memorial , he was always a bit pissed that we took so long to honor these great guys and gals . My Mother found this Photo and I cleaned it up in photoshop . Thought you guys would appreciate seeing this part of our past .