The Last Strafing Run

Photo by: Matthew Wright

Dwayne “Fuzzy” Fusini privately admitted the divorce was probably his fault. He spent so much time restoring the old P-51D Mustang into a like-new condition, he could understand why Darcie slept with another guy.

He was still trying to understand why she slept with fourteen other guys.

C’est la Vie. At least the Mustang looked terrific. The WW2 fighter was pristine. Any parts that couldn’t be replaced (there were many) were machined by hand. A 1940s mechanic wouldn’t know the aircraft hadn’t been built at the factory. Every single system on the aircraft worked like the original…even the six heavy machine guns.

That’s probably why the lawyer of his patron was screaming as Fuzzy removed his helmet after the flight.

“Do you realize what you’ve done?” shouted Mr. DeLancy. “You’ve placed Mr. Fitzgerald, your patron and financier, in a very difficult position!”

“Would that be the missionary position?” quipped Fuzzy.

“You won’t be laughing later. You destroyed…you obliterated a residence with your ridiculous…uh…chicanery!”

“It’s called a strafing run,” instructed Fuzzy. “Attacking a ground target with an aircraft. Anyway, I was checking the weapons. Just a little squirt, you know?”

“A little squirt? You attacked the same house four times. It collapsed! Mr. Fitzgerald will be furious at what you’ve done.”

Fuzzy unzipped his flight suit. “He’s not the only one.”

“Who else?”

“My ex-wife, when she sees what remains of the house she won during the divorce settlement.”
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Written for author and historian Matthew Wright’s weekly short story challenge. Look here to find this week’s prompt: https://mjwrightnz.wordpress.com/2016/05/03/this-weeks-short-story-challenge-21/

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About EagleAye

I like looking at the serious subjects in the news and seeking the lighter side of the issue. I love satire and spoofs. I see the ridiculous side of things all the time, and my goal is to share that light-hearted view.
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8 Responses to The Last Strafing Run

  1. joetwo says:

    Ha! Ha! Ha! Totally worth it! Good one!

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  2. Lyn says:

    LOL!! the minute I read the words even the six heavy machine guns I thought, “Uh oh, this ain’t going to end well.” I think he needs more practice…perhaps another fourteen houses or maybe fourteen cars?

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    • EagleAye says:

      Hehe. You’re a very perceptive reader. πŸ˜‰ You’re right, I think he needs more practice too. You can never test your guns often enough…and there were those fourteen guys… πŸ˜‰ Thanks so much, Lyn! πŸ™‚

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  3. Hee hee! Excellent story! Yeah, 6 x .50 cal AN/M2 machine guns at 800 rpm…each… vs house. Score? House: Nil. P-51: 18,338,433…

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  4. luckyjc007 says:

    If I was one of the fourteen guys, this expression of anger would certainly concern me!

    Liked by 1 person

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