There's no summary and it's been years since I read it so here's how it begins.
"Vampires of the Sky"
England Summer 1940
The two wheels built up speed as they rolled across the open expanse of bright green grass. A single, much smaller wheel trailed behind. The sound of the Merlin engine, the propellor cutting the air like a knife, slowly turned from a throaty roar to the precise constant purr of perfect engineering.
The noise of the air became a loud whisper across the wings. The wheels were a soft touch on the grass. Slowly, the smaller rear wheel lifted away.
The aircraft was moving fast now.
William Suffolk gently eased back on the stick and the Spitfire lifted softly from the grass. The plane gently floated up and away from the earth.
It became one with the air.
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