Our hero did what any normal, enterprising tourist would do...he hotwired and "borrowed" a Waco biplane sitting beside the runway, and went for a jaunt about town to see the wondrous sights...
The old, familiar sound of wind whistling through the wires of the biplane's wings awakened memories of the peerless aviator's days in the Great War...when he had stood proudly at attention while Kaiser Willy himself had pinned the Imperial Hohenzollern Medallion for Gross Incompetence Beyond The Realm of Possibility (tm) to his chest..
Just guessing...the passengers from Arkansas must be thrilled to see beautiful Rome from such an interesting perspective. (That is, those passengers who have put up with their pilot's flying for these many miles. Can't decide what to use those paper bags for--put over their heads to cover up their eyes or for something else...)
Rough, turbulent weather, complete with thunderstorms, on the way to Brindisi...fortunately, the turbulence cleared on descent and the Kaiser's worst fighter pilot landed safely to continue his "illustrious" career of aerobatic mayhem...
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