Biggles of 266

In accordance with the custom in vogue at the time [Algy] did not land immediately. For the honor and glory of the squadron to which he belonged he first treated any casual spectators of his arrival to a short performance in the art of stunting. He pushed his nose down and roared low over the mess—so low that his wheels almost touched the roof, in order to indicate that his show was about to commence. Thereafter, at various altitudes, he proceeded to put his machine through every evolution known to aviation. Loops, slow rolls, fast barrel-rolls, whip-stalls and Immelman turns followed each other in swift succession until, feeling slightly giddy, he decided he had done enough. 

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