Originally Posted by bent-not-broken
For all the grief it takes this, is the place where WD-40 is the right choice to displace water.
Correct. And along with displacing the water, it will breakdown the grease.
This is Africa, 1943. War spits out its violence overhead and the sandy graveyard swallows it up. Her name is King Nine, B-25, medium bomber, Twelfth Air Force. On a hot, still morning she took off from Tunisia to bomb the southern tip of Italy. An errant piece of flak tore a hole in a wing tank and, like a wounded bird, this is where she landed, not to return on this day, or any other day.