The level of crazines, comradery and skill it truly of scale.
I mean: catching a metal hook on your front screen then gently push glide towards more friendly lines, then after a 15 min episode catch that giant hook with what keeps the rain out again and repeat.
Ohh and one of your engines is packing up. Burning at the wrong side. Just a slight detail.
In Python talk : just a flesh wound.
Then land to get chewed out by some brat. And not punching said brat senceless.
That alone is worthy of a medal.
Both men were aviators in a scale very seldom seen. In the UK with all its faults would have taken it as a good case for Victoria cross material.
And that is a piece of metal that is very difficult to come by
I salute both .