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Took the pre 1939 version of the newly released JU-52 for a spin from Bromma.

I was surprised how sprightly it was & the civilized sounds from the engines.

I anticipated sluggish performance & raspy engines because of its era.

TTM (MSFS)

 

 

Off from Rwy 12 & cutting across some buildings

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Under the bridge at night

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Further on from the bridge

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Back at Bromma, lining up for Rwy 30

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Cockpit view of approach. The flash of light on the middle engine prop. disc, is, I think, one of the landing lights reflecting back. I haven't found the 

switches to turn off the landing lights yet.

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1 hour ago, BradB said:

Marvelous shots T , can you use CTRL E to start this bird ? .

Not sure.

All my aircraft 'hot start'.

There is a recent release that won't Ctrl + E start, not sure which, might be the P38L.

It was in some intro. notes.

Tomorrow I will cut the JU-52 engines & then try Ctrl + E.

Stand by.:)

TTM

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17 hours ago, BradB said:

Marvelous shots T , can you use CTRL E to start this bird ? .

Manfred Von Schnitzel, Chief Test Pilot for Jonkers Aircraft LLC, sniffed the morning air. There was a diffident wind out of the East.

Grey smoke curled lazily from the bowl of his pipe & wafted through his handle bar moustache. He pulled his leather WW1 helmet tighter over his head & adjusted his ToysRUs goggles before clambering into the pilot's seat of the idling JO-53.

A quiet burp reminded him that his traditional breakfast of Coffee, Croissant & Frosty Flakes spread with chunks of Bratwurst was still in his digestive tract.

It had been a tumultuous 5 hours. He had been rung at 3am by Malena Von Ditchdigger, President & CEO of Jonkers Aircraft, LLC.

He still did not know why she had left their hotel bed & gone to Hotel Reception to call him.

'Test Ctrl +E', was what she had whispered in a guttural Schnapps & chewing tobacco infused voice, at 3am.

'Why!', Von Schnitzel had demanded.

"It must start ze engines, or all is lost!", she whispered loudly.

Nonplussed, Von Schnitzel pulled on his flying suit, leaped into his Trabant, & set off through dark & dusty Germanic country lanes to the secret Jonkers testing airfield.

His mood was somber.

The JO-53 had been started by his mechanic, Rusty Von Spannerwerx.

In the cockpit he checked the dials & then cut the engines.

All 3 spluttered into a lonely silence that descended like a winter weight duvet over the Jonkers.

Von Schnitzel cleared his throat.

Now was the moment of truth.

Unbeknown to him, Marina had followed a safe behind in her Nash Rambler.

Her companion & bodyguard, Dirk Blowout,  sat sourly in the passenger's seat.

She watched through high powered binoculars from a distant hanger.

Von Schnitzels hands trembled. Would it work?

He lit a Galois to calm his nerves, then he pressed Ctrl + E.

Almost immediately the left engine roared into life!

He pressed Ctrl + E again, but nothing.

He pressed again & suddenly the middle & right engines roared.

As his shaking hands fiddled with levers & with 1 ear tuned into the purring BMW engines, he was startled when the passenger's door was flung open & Von Ditchdigger clambered into the cockpit.

A feat in itself considering she was clad top to toe in a gold lame sheath frock with ermine trim.

With a matching handbag that could hold a small dog.

She planted a large wet kiss on Von Schnitzel's goggles & exclaimed in guttural excitement, 'Well done mon Cherie, I knew you had it in you, Let us flee this land for a place of romance!'

Von Schnitzel hesitated. He had promised to take his Mother to Bingo that day.

But he could see out of the corner of his eye that Marina would not be denied. He nodded a grudging acceptance.

Then he turned & staring though his now fogged up goggles like an owl on Advil, asked quietly, "Where to?"

Malina laughed heartily. "Cherie, there is nowhere else to go but the most romantic place on earth, Essendon!!"

 

So, in a nutshell, Ctrl + E does work.

TTM

 

 

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2 hours ago, TigerTigerM said:

Manfred Von Schnitzel, Chief Test Pilot for Jonkers Aircraft LLC, sniffed the morning air. There was a diffident wind out of the East.

Grey smoke curled lazily from the bowl of his pipe & wafted through his handle bar moustache. He pulled his leather WW1 helmet tighter over his head & adjusted his ToysRUs goggles before clambering into the pilot's seat of the idling JO-53.

A quiet burp reminded him that his traditional breakfast of Coffee, Croissant & Frosty Flakes spread with chunks of Bratwurst was still in his digestive tract.

It had been a tumultuous 5 hours. He had been rung at 3am by Malena Von Ditchdigger, President & CEO of Jonkers Aircraft, LLC.

He still did not know why she had left their hotel bed & gone to Hotel Reception to call him.

'Test Ctrl +E', was what she had whispered in a guttural Schnapps & chewing tobacco infused voice, at 3am.

'Why!', Von Schnitzel had demanded.

"It must start ze engines, or all is lost!", she whispered loudly.

Nonplussed, Von Schnitzel pulled on his flying suit, leaped into his Trabant, & set off through dark & dusty Germanic country lanes to the secret Jonkers testing airfield.

His mood was somber.

The JO-53 had been started by his mechanic, Rusty Von Spannerwerx.

In the cockpit he checked the dials & then cut the engines.

All 3 spluttered into a lonely silence that descended like a winter weight duvet over the Jonkers.

Von Schnitzel cleared his throat.

Now was the moment of truth.

Unbeknown to him, Marina had followed a safe behind in her Nash Rambler.

Her companion & bodyguard, Dirk Blowout,  sat sourly in the passenger's seat.

She watched through high powered binoculars from a distant hanger.

Von Schnitzels hands trembled. Would it work?

He lit a Galois to calm his nerves, then he pressed Ctrl + E.

Almost immediately the left engine roared into life!

He pressed Ctrl + E again, but nothing.

He pressed again & suddenly the middle & right engines roared.

As his shaking hands fiddled with levers & with 1 ear tuned into the purring BMW engines, he was startled when the passenger's door was flung open & Von Ditchdigger clambered into the cockpit.

A feat in itself considering she was clad top to toe in a gold lame sheath frock with ermine trim.

With a matching handbag that could hold a small dog.

She planted a large wet kiss on Von Schnitzel's goggles & exclaimed in guttural excitement, 'Well done mon Cherie, I knew you had it in you, Let us flee this land for a place of romance!'

Von Schnitzel hesitated. He had promised to take his Mother to Bingo that day.

But he could see out of the corner of his eye that Marina would not be denied. He nodded a grudging acceptance.

Then he turned & staring though his now fogged up goggles like an owl on Advil, asked quietly, "Where to?"

Malina laughed heartily. "Cherie, there is nowhere else to go but the most romantic place on earth, Essendon!!"

 

So, in a nutshell, Ctrl + E does work.

TTM

 

 

You weave a great story my friend , now where are my flying goggles .........:):D

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