IL2: Sturmovik. While flying the titular IL2 en route to bombing a rail yard, I was hit by a flak burst that took off ALL my control surfaces and threw oil all over the windshield. The yoke did nothing, the rudder did nothing, and no flaps. The only control I had of the plane was the throttle.
By throttling up, I could climb and turn to the right (due to torque). By throttling down, I could descend and turn slightly left. I eventually got the plane pointed in the right direction, and was able to find a balance on the throttle where I was flying mostly level. I dropped all my ordinance on some farmers field and settled in for the haul.
After about 20 minutes I saw the airfield at about my 10 o'clock. The engine was grinding and grating by now due to the oil squirting out everywhere, and I had to increase throttle to keep the RPMs up. I was totally 'in the zone' at this point, with both hands on the throttle. I carefully worked the throttle until I was on a slow descent, just ever so slightly turning to the left as I lost altitude. I knew I was only going to get one shot.
Barely able to see through the oil, I dropped my landing gear and increased throttle slightly to raise my nose, and then it happened: the most perfect no-bounce landing I have ever pulled. Both forward wheels hit the ground at the exact same time and stuck like it was scripted. I chopped the throttle sharply and my tail wheel gently settled down, and then the engine locked up for good with a loud "grrrr-clunk".
I sat there on the runway for a minute (couldn't move, engine had died) in disbelief. I saved the track file and watched it from every angle a dozen times. If Youtube had been around back then I would have most certainly have thrown it up, but alas this was in the dark days of long ago, so you're just going to have to take my word that it really happened.
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