July 5, 1942 (Sunday)

Pearl Harbor

Patrol south today – nothing. Nearly had an accident on the way out with an inexperienced NAP in the seat. We were on the Sperry Automatic Pilot (about which the NAP knew nothing — to my consequent amazement) when we suddenly started into a slow roll. The little hasty action on my part saved the day. From now on I take absolutely nothing for granted.