While attending Bombardier School at Midland, Texas we were required to drop 200 practice bombs prior to graduation. I had completed only 185 and needed 15 more so the last day of qualification they scheduled three flights for me, two in the afternoon and one late evening. The hot, turbulent Texas sky inflicted rough rides in the AT-11 aircraft on the first two, however the night flight was smooth. A Captain Check Bombardier accompanied me on this flight.
The center of the lighted target was a 10 square foot wooden shack. I had completed four of the five drops and was on the fifth. At "bombs away" the Captain leaned over and took a look through the sight and said "Cadet, you will be lucky if that one hits the ground". Both of us were surprised when it hit the shack dead center. He smiled and said "nice going"
Apparently my luck extended to other training areas as shortly following the graduation ceremony I was informed I had scored in the top ten of a class totaling 227 Cadets. They wanted me to remain there as an instructor but I declined. I thought anything would be better than bouncing around in that Texas Sky.
The center of the lighted target was a 10 square foot wooden shack. I had completed four of the five drops and was on the fifth. At "bombs away" the Captain leaned over and took a look through the sight and said "Cadet, you will be lucky if that one hits the ground". Both of us were surprised when it hit the shack dead center. He smiled and said "nice going"
Apparently my luck extended to other training areas as shortly following the graduation ceremony I was informed I had scored in the top ten of a class totaling 227 Cadets. They wanted me to remain there as an instructor but I declined. I thought anything would be better than bouncing around in that Texas Sky.