BOB User Stories: Look Dad a Spitfire

It is said that the place to be in the fall is New England, North America. This particular late autumn day in England was as beautiful as any there. The young man and woman ambled through the woods as the low weak sun started to set. A small boy ran excitedly backwards and forwards leaping into muddy puddles and chasing leaves. Another in a push chair wiggled...

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BOB User Stories: Attack Height 50 Meters Episode I

Attack Height 50 Meters Episode I I always wondered how our Kommodore was able to keep his voice so calm and matter-of-fact. I also wondered, what did my own voice sound like when knowing I might die or be crippled or have murderous pain engulf me in the next few minutes? Anyway, after his comment, “There it is – at 11 o’clock.” I peered intently over the...

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BOB User Stories: A Nasty Surprise

Note that these are all recreations of the original user stories posted years ago. These posts are more of memories of when Battle of Britain was still in its infant stages in terms of development. It is early morning as we arrive at one of wartime England’s important but less famous airfields. It may not appear exactly as you had expected. There are no paved...

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