Hawker Hunter Tower Bridge Incident

The Hawker Hunter Tower Bridge incident was an aviation incident that occurred on 5 April 1968 when an RAF Hawker Hunter pilot performed unauthorised stunt manoeuvres at Tower Bridge, London, and elsewhere, to mark the 50th anniversary of the founding of the Royal Air Force and as a demonstration against Prime Minister Harold Wilson's government.

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