Good for him, good for us. We are grateful for your uncle's service.
Oddly enough, it woke him from a near nap! They were returning from a bomb run and the combination of engine hum and heated flight suit was beginning to lure him into a nap. Just as he was nodding off, he saw tracers zip past his window (he was a tailgunner). He, on instinct, cocked and fired his machineguns. He fired into the approaching MiG until it began to roll to one side with black smoke pouring out of it. He jokes today that he taught the NorKos not to disturb a well earned rest.