The best Pearl Harbor story I ever heard was from my best friend's father. He was a Marine stationed at Kaneohe and was walking guard duty when the Japaneseaircraft attacked. He said that he and two other guys were on a hillside up high in some large rocks. He said that the Zeros would make their attack and pull straight up the side of the cliff and then stall off and redive back down onto the base below. There was a BAR man with him but the guy was too frightened to do much and ultimately soiled himself out of fear. If the pilots had seen these guys they were dead meat and they knew it. JB said that the Zeros were so close that you could hear the 30 Cal rounds from their '03s smack into the sheet metal as they slowly turned back into the valley. Apparently someone hit one of the pilots as the guy skidded into the ground and the engine flew off the front and into someones house. JB went on to land at Saipan later in the war. I can't imagine what that must have been like, shooting point blank into the belly of a Japanese zero while trying to keep down and not be seen.