Heavy fog during the day and I was motoring on the surface trying to approach the convoy. All of a sudden a friggin' DD flies out of nowhere from the fog and slams into me. Death screen.
I sit there my jaw agape staring at the screen. I play DiD but I was momentarily trying to convince myself this was just a mistake and I really should reboot from my last saved game because that DD appearing out of nowhere like that wasn't really fair.
But then I accepted reality and started a new career.
DDs get me more than anything else, usually either by ramming or depth charges. Planes are a bother but I've never been killed by one...yet. Of course, I've also never lived much past June of '43, either.
When I look back over my careers it seems to me I've been killed more often than not because of my impatience. Just want to get that one last torp fired off at the convoy or try to sneak deeper inside the convoy to get the juicy targes instead of using my head and playing smart. (Which, admittedly for me, is sometimes a difficult concept to pull off anyway! :rotfl: )
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