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The Tourist heads to the wild blue yonder to check out Gaijin's War Thunder. See what he discovered and then leave your own impressions in the comments.
Bombs exploded behind me. I could hear them, hollow and ominous as they reverberated through my cockpit, but I dared not look behind me. Bullet tracers scored my vision and a rapid fire plunk, plunk, plunk sounded from the fuselage: I had a tail. I twisted my small fighter to point its wing towards the sky and slice the air. My plane was now a cut in the air and that much harder to hit. I dove for the ravine. My plan was a suicidal ruse. I would dare the steep walls to lose my pursuer. But this was War Thunder, a game where everything was a risk. I pulled out of the first bend to find my assailant turning back to the fight. Big mistake. That lack of daring was going to cost him.
Read more of Chris Coke's The Tourist: Taking Flight in War Thunder.