Here's one, confirmed. Throws back some, best I ever heard. As surrender becomes inevitable, an ME262 pilot gets 'out of position' on patrol and diverts to a Swiss runway. Effectively terminating his Luftwaffe commission while ducking harm's way. Won't recount other parts of the story since there's a wiki page, attached. He owned a small apartment not far from where the condo collapsed recently on Miami Beach. Invited him to join us and a few friends for dinner one evening in the mid-eighties. This is how he showed up. Talked my wife into dropping him off at MIA for his ride home on Pan Am a few days later. At the ticket counter, the agent was loudly advised she had neglected to write the intercourse. "How can you find your flight without an intercourse," bellowed the dapper doc.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hans_Guido_Mutke
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