We have to add some informations about this.
The aircraft has been found in Feb.12 2012 from an Italian's oil research expedition in Egypt. In one of their expedition they found this p-40 that was missed june, 26 1942 with pilot MIA. The aircraft hasn't been downed but simply lost the route and being shortage of fuel the pilot tried a landing and survived. Later expeditions member brought the police to the aircraft location to remove 0.50 ammo meantime Uk ambassade was alerted of the found. At the time was requested to the italians and to the police to avoid to divulgate the exact position of the wreck so to preserve the p-40.
Unfortunally a local guide shared the info with a polish guy that shared the info on a polish forum. After that the wreck has been vandalized (glass broken with Ak-47, parts removed, instruments broken, switch changed from their original position) and locals organized tours for tourists.
A second expedition was prepared to find the pilot ramains. One the member of the oil research team who found the wreck is the vicepresident of ARIDO, an italian association that is involved in desert missions to find field sepoltures of italian soldier buried in north african battlefield. Starting from the P-40 the moved by feet for several kilometers, after 5km the found a uniform button, after 3km the found a copper tag from a company who was a RAF supplier during ww2. After more 3 kms, a team member saw a small white cloth waving in a bush. It is a small part from a parachute. They started to dig anf found some human bones, and a little metal tag. Until today is unknown the name of the human remains but probably is Sgt. DC Copping, pilot of the aircraft who tried to march in the desert.
Below the quotation of the Squadron Leader Mahinder Singh Pujji who had a similar experience during the war but witha different end:
The quotation below comes from published interviews with Squadron-Leader Mahinder Singh Pujji, DFC, one of (I think) the first batch of Indian pilots to serve in the European theatre during WW2. He arrived in the UK in late 1940; spent most of 1941 flying Hurricanes with 43 Squadron, RAF, on fighter sweeps over Occupied France; and then spent 1942 flying Kittyhawks in North Africa. He went back to India for the rest of the war, spending 1943 and part of 1944 on the North-West Frontier and eventually commanding No 4 Squadron, RIAF, in Burma
He's still alive, bless him; and occasionally pops up in pictures on the UK MoD website.
North Africa was a much more primitive theatre than Europe, and Pujji found the food a particular turn-off; particularly as he wouldn't, for religious reasons, eat bully beef. But there was plenty of flying, and that kept him happy; though a lot of it was the down-and-dirty business of close air support. Around the time of the fall of Tobruk he was shot down. In his own words:
"I was in a Kittyhawk and … my instrument panel suddenly shattered. … Later I found that a bullet had gone through my overalls - the same one that had shattered the panel. I preserved that as a souvenir for many years.
"Then … suddenly the aeroplane started disintegrating. I immediately throttled back and landed … in the middle of the desert, right in the sand. Every aeroplane had water and these sort of things, so I sat on top of the aircraft, waiting. I knew to the north was the Mediterranean Sea - I couldn't walk that far. South, east and west there was nothing. There was no choice for me …
"I was there for about nine-ten hours, when I saw a dust column. As it happened, it was our soldiers … retreating. I was picked up."
Mine was a summary of what you'll find a blog with many infos from the founders (in italian) and diagrams and photos of everything described above.