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our work will begin in real earnest before many more days for the drive on Paris is calling the squadrons away from this sector and instead of 5 [[Chasse?]] squadrons to guard this part there is to be but one left - and that one is [[strikethrough]] illegible [[/strikethrough]] ^[[the 139th.]] Until [[strikethrough]] oth [[/strikethrough]] ^[[others]] move up we're going to have all the flying and fighting we want.

June 24, 1918.

Banner days - this one and yesterday - for the week long fest of rain that has soaked everything down hereabouts let up for one thing. For another reason - I was assigned bus number 7 (maker's number 7144) for my Spad fighter in "C" flight. I took the ship to the gun range and tested out the ^[[single]] Vickers ^[[30 cal.]] [[strikethrough]] gun [[/strikethrough]] that is synchronized with [[strikethrough]] our [[/strikethrough]] ^[[the 180 HP]] Hispano-Suiza motor, and arranged the ^[[bead and ring]] sights satisfactorily. The next time I got into the seat, some hours later, the mechanics informed me that I was ready for action. Indeed I was, for inadvertently [[strikethrough]] pulling [[/strikethrough]] ^[[pressing]] the