CoD has 16x time acceleration. Probably the only thing it has going for it compared to BoS.
I can't comprehend for the life of me how they could have come to the asinine decision of removing the small speed bar with vital info like airspeed, altitude and most importantly heading. I'm ok with "full realism yadda yadda", but what with instruments too small to be read at a glance, or
that damn P8 compass sitting exactly behind the Hurricane and Spitfire control columns 
...
It makes literally impossible to follow headings or having a general bearing on direction/position in the absence of visual clues or landmarks. At least there's still the map with live planes icons.
Still having some good old IL2 fun anyway, just had a mission that has been probably one of the best I had in any campaign since 1946. Technically just a transfer flight in my Hurricane, from Tangmere all the way to Manston to be assigned to a new squadron there. Of course I wasn't surprised at all when I met a wing of 109s apparently aiming for the blimps over Brighton, being that a scripted campaign mission a simple transfer looked suspicious enough. I had been cautious enough to gain sufficient altitude to have a bit of energy margin should the need arise, the Hurricane is hopeless against the 109 in a level fight.
What definitely surprised me was the "weapons failed" message as soon as I shot my first salvo at one of them, finding myself at the end of a dive with no energy, no guns and four angry Germans on my tail. My only chance was to fly as close as possible to the ground to bamboozle the IA into not firing at me, and hope for the best. This resulted in an absurdly fun low level flight, skimming tree tops all the way to Folkestone, near which I must have had the luck of crossing the space of an airfield with AA emplacements, since I saw tracers coming from the ground and after a couple minutes saw the 109s had broken chase and were circling near the town. At that point I was already past Dover and found the guts again to gain altitude and search visually for Manston. Such was the relief that as soon as I spotted a large grass airstrip I aimed squarely for that, landing with every possible disregard for any rule of approach. Only then I noticed I had actually landed at Margate, just a couple km away from Manston, and had to take off again! So short was the distance that I approached Manston a bit too impatient and almost stalled the plane before gaining enough speed from the take off, risking to crash a few hundred meters from my objective.
It's been such a thrilling ride that I didn't even notice flying the entire Chichester-Dover distance in real time, with no autopilot, relying only on visual clues outside the canopy. I hope to have some missions like that again.
