The next day, April 13, we were off again to Budapest, Hungary, where we bombed an airfield. We were attacked by 10-15 enemy aircraft, but again we were accompanied by a group of P-38s
Due to the heavy rains and our unimproved taxiways we had to taxi with full throttle and the bomb bays drug in the mud. Upon reaching altitude the doors would freeze in the closed position and we would drop the bombs through the doors. With the doors torn off and the temperature at minus 30 to minus 60 degrees it became so cold that my hands would freeze. When they began to thaw as we let down to lower altitude it was very painful.