My father told me that when he was a little boy, the idol of the boys in their village was some Ivanych. He often told that during the war he worked for the legendary pilot Pokryshkin as a cockerel. The father remembered one story, says this hero, that we are flying out of the clouds with Pokryshkin, and there are two German messershmidts, but Pokryshkin was not distracted, turned the back and back into the clouds. Everyone believed him.