Years ago I worked on Alaska's North slow blowing things up with an explosives guy. He has been a P-47 pilot in the ETO. Based in France they would go on search and destroy missions, a favorite was trains. Hitting an engine gave a very satisfying steam explosion. However the Germans had FLAK on the flatcars and would shoot back. The R2800 was a comforting bit of metal to have in front when the teens ball sized tracers were going by.
Returning from a Mission it was running a bit rough. Pulling up to the hard stand and climbing out he is met by the crew chief, she's missing Sarge, I'll be over at the mess tent. Sarge comes by 5 mins later, yep she's miss'n, miss'n a jug...
I have a lot of time behind R985's, I have several friends come back with an eight banger...
I this part of the world one can still hear the musical rumble of the R2800 on a regular basis. Leave the radiator flaps closed on a radiator and it will overheat too!