Everybody in the R.A.F. had heard of Dick and David Atcherley, the flying twins. Dick was the stuntman:he clowned his way to fame in prewar days by chasing cottontail rabbits in a souped-up biplane, dragging one wingtip in the dust at 80 m.p.h. David was more conventional: he commanded a peacetime fighter squadron at the age of 34. In the Battle of Britain, the flying Atcherleys were among the famed few to whom so many owed so much. In 1950, both became Companions of the Order of the Bath.
In postwar Britain, the "terrible twins," waxing plump and still bachelors, were made...
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