I remember hearing this tale my dad told me about his youth in Belgium during the war, one night a P-38 Lightning collided with a Messcherschmidt 109 in West Flanders airspace, this was near where dad was billeted with a farmer and his family for the duration, he got food in exchange for working for the farmer, which in those days was a pretty sweet deal, from what I can gather they could hear the fire burning all night (rounds cooking off etc) in the am they went to see the burned out wreckage, total devastation.