That’s right Andy, Asmus got left behind by Mölders in his faster F-1. Asmus found himself on his own against a full squadron of new MkV spits (Asmus’s reckoning because of the altitude they were at) apparently put into operation that day and to his dismay flying about 2500 ft higher than he was. So he flew towards a group of German aircraft and levelled out below them. Unluckily the German bombers then noticed the squadron of Spits that were on his tail and jettisoned their bombs. One of the bombs hit his Bf109E-4/N WNr.3737. When Asmus regained consciousness still strapped into his seat with not a lot of Bf109 left around him, he undid the buckle and the seat fell off so he could release his parachute. The next thing he remembers is that he woke up in Maidstone Hospital. The intelligence Officer wondered what on earth had happened to his aircraft because it was scattered over most of Kent. Although probably not very funny at the time I did have a quiet chuckle when I first heard the story. 🙂