As an aside to Tom's post 163, I met a WW1 vet in Denver outside the VA hospital early one Sunday morning in 1960. He was in a wheelchair and asked us, as fellow service men (we were in uniform), to help him down the front steps. We then walked with him to a diner where he was going for coffee. When asked about his injury, his catch phrase was "Somebody stole my stove lid." It is true that , according to him, that the Fokker D-7 had enough power that when they dove on you from the front, they could hang on the prop long enough for you to fly through their bullets. Because of this, the Americans were customers of a thriving business of buying stolen French stove lids. Since there weren't enough for all, the pilots slept with them under their pillows. After a night of drinking some one stole his from under his pillow and although being marked he never found it. In combat, a D-7 got him and a bullet went into his spine, his only wound. He told us flying back and landing without his legs was more difficult than combat. He was in a VA center ever since. I don't think we even asked what he flew, at least I don't remember.