text_original: Adjustment after each shot is impossible owing to the fact that three or four shells have left the gun and are on their way before the first one ex  plodes. It was while Jim, with his fingers in his ears, was watching the shells bursting round the aeroplane and marvelling that nothing seemed to happen, that he suddenly realised that the gun had stopped firing. Looking at the detachment, he saw them all gazing upwards. From high up, sounding strangely faint in the air, came the zipping of a Maxim. "By Gad !" muttered the gunner officer ; "this is go  ing to be some fight."
text_transcription: ADJUSTMENT AFTER EACH SHOT IS IMPOSSIBLE OWING TO THE FACT THAT THREE OR FOUR SHELLS HAVE LEFT THE GUN AND ARE ON THEIR WAY BEFORE THE FIRST ONE EXPLODES IT WAS WHILE JIM WITH HIS FINGERS IN HIS EARS WAS WATCHING THE SHELLS BURSTING ROUND THE AEROPLANE AND MARVELLING THAT NOTHING SEEMED TO HAPPEN THAT HE SUDDENLY REALIZED THAT A GUN HE SAW FIRING LOOKING AT THE DETACHMENT HE SAW THEM ALL GAZING UPWARDS FROM HIGH UP SOUNDING STRANGELY FAINT IN THE AIR CAME THE ZIPPING OF A MAXIM BY GOD MUTTERED THE GUNNER OFFICER THIS IS GOING TO BE SOME FIGHT
phonemes: ɐdʒˈʌstmənt ˈæftɚɹ ˈiːtʃ ʃˈɑːt ɪz ɪmpˈɑːsᵻbəl ˈoʊɪŋ tə ðə fˈækt ðæt θɹˈiː ɔːɹ fˈɔːɹ ʃˈɛlz hæv lˈɛft ðə ɡˈʌn ænd ɑːɹ ˌɔn ðɛɹ wˈeɪ bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə fˈɜːst wˈʌn ˈɛks plˈoʊdz. ɪt wʌz wˌaɪl dʒˈɪm, wɪð hɪz fˈɪŋɡɚz ɪn hɪz ˈɪɹz, wʌz wˈɑːtʃɪŋ ðə ʃˈɛlz bˈɜːstɪŋ ɹˈaʊnd ðɪ ˈɛɹəplˌeɪn ænd mˈɑːɹvəlɪŋ ðæt nˈʌθɪŋ sˈiːmd tə hˈæpən, ðæt hiː sˈʌdənli ɹˈiːəlaɪzd ðætðə ɡˈʌn hæd stˈɑːpt fˈaɪɚɹɪŋ. lˈʊkɪŋ æt ðə dɪtˈætʃmənt, hiː sˈɔː ðˌɛm ˈɔːl ɡˈeɪzɪŋ ˈʌpwɚdz. fɹʌm hˈaɪ ˈʌp, sˈaʊndɪŋ stɹˈeɪndʒli fˈeɪnt ɪnðɪ ˈɛɹ, kˈeɪm ðə zˈɪpɪŋ əvə mˈæksɪm. "baɪ ɡˈæd !" mˈʌɾɚd ðə ɡˈʌnɚɹ ˈɑːfɪsɚ ; "ðɪs ɪz ɡˌoʊ ˈɪŋ təbi sˌʌm fˈaɪt."