John Bull:

“Do you have a better idea?” replied Hendrickson, apologetically.

Poindexter didn’t, and when the California Clipper took to the sky that afternoon he was sitting at its radio desk next to Hendrickson. With the late afternoon sun glinting off her metallic grey hull, the flying boat turned and headed towards Pearl Harbour.

Somewhere out there in the Pacific, a Japanese battle fleet was doing exactly the same thing.

What an incredible story. Thanks to my friend John Welch for the link.