After enjoying himself immensely while achieving 121 nighttime air victories, Schnaufer was captured by his British enemies and imprisoned. He laughed this off, told his captors that he wanted to leave now because he felt like taking over his family's wine business and making some wine, so they let him go. "Goodbye, Heinz-Wolfgang," they called after him, everybody's favorite prisoner because of his joyous demeanor, "send us a case or two at Christmas!"
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| - After enjoying himself immensely while achieving 121 nighttime air victories, Schnaufer was captured by his British enemies and imprisoned. He laughed this off, told his captors that he wanted to leave now because he felt like taking over his family's wine business and making some wine, so they let him go. "Goodbye, Heinz-Wolfgang," they called after him, everybody's favorite prisoner because of his joyous demeanor, "send us a case or two at Christmas!"
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| - After enjoying himself immensely while achieving 121 nighttime air victories, Schnaufer was captured by his British enemies and imprisoned. He laughed this off, told his captors that he wanted to leave now because he felt like taking over his family's wine business and making some wine, so they let him go. "Goodbye, Heinz-Wolfgang," they called after him, everybody's favorite prisoner because of his joyous demeanor, "send us a case or two at Christmas!" Schnaufer died when his open sports car decided to hit a truck and a gas cylinder rolled out of the truck and hit him on the head. "A lucky shot," said the truck driver, "If it was night I'm sure he would have gotten me instead. The Ghost of St. Trond would have stuck me down with a cylinder, if it were night."
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