Crikey, sir. I'm looking forward to today. Up diddly up, down diddly down, whoops, poop, twiddly dee - decent scrap with the fiendish Red Baron - bit of a jolly old crash landing behind enemy lines - capture, torture, escape, and then back home in time for tea and medals. However i seem to be stuck on the getting smashed up inside the space station - feels like the twenty minute club all again. Ah the royal flying corps!