i worked with a guy in san antonio, tx, who flew B-24 liberators in WW11, including 26 raids over ploesti. he said one day he was flying second stick, with the squadron leader up to his left. an 88 flak round must have exsploded in the bomb bay of the squadron leader's plane, cause it suddenly turned into a cloud of confetti. the engine blocks were about the only thing that didn't flutter to the ground. of course, my co-worker was grief stricken at the loss of his friend, the pilot, til he got post card from him from a prison camp. the pilot said when he came to he was part of the debri. the rest of the crew was turned to dust. he thinks the skin and airframe came apart just as the main shock wave hit the back of his seat armor, and fired him out of there like a cannon ball. when he hit the ground he saw germans running at him from one direction, and rumanians from the other, he moved to the germans, cause the local farmers hated anything that fell from the sky.