Freddy Farmer didn't agree or disagree. He was already sound asleep!
—THE END—
[1] Dave Dawson At Singapore.
[2] Dave Dawson With the R.A.F.
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DAVE DAWSON WITH THE AIR CORPS
Throttling the Wright powered Vultee V-12C attack bomber to cruising speed, Dave licked his dry lips, twisted around in the seat, and winked at Freddy Farmer in the gunner's pit.
"How's it going, pal?" he called out. "Not nervous, or anything like that, are you?"
"Certainly not!" the English youth shouted back. "I stopped being nervous hours ago. Now I'm only scared stiff! How do you feel?"