A Spitfire tears over an English village, skimming over the treetops. Below, an old woman drops her basket in shock. Flight Lieutenant “Geoff” Wellum shouts, “Sorry if I frightened you, my love!”, grinning widely. Nineteen years old. Barely six hours of solo time. And here he is, gripping the controls of a Supermarine Spitfire Mk I. With a top speed of 370 miles per hour, it feels like flying a wild animal. Geoff grins widely. Continue reading