It's well passed 0300, my eyes are bleary and my head's starting to ache. All I need to do is drop this shipment of Palladium off.
The first hint of trouble was my pad assignment, 16. it's a straight drop down from the mail slot. I've all ways have had trouble with pas close to the slot.
I got lined up fairly good I thought but I over shot the sweet spot. Being tired, I over corrected an hit something. That got my Cobra tangled in some cat walks and pinned on the wrong landing pad.
Just as I got my ship under control, Air Traffic Control decided to join in on the fun, they opened up and that was that.
Of course all my cash was in that load of Palladium, nearly 500Kcr. I managed to get my ship back and 1000cr so it's not a total loss.
(I had this all spaced out but for some reason it all gets smushed into an ugly block.)
The first hint of trouble was my pad assignment, 16. it's a straight drop down from the mail slot. I've all ways have had trouble with pas close to the slot.
I got lined up fairly good I thought but I over shot the sweet spot. Being tired, I over corrected an hit something. That got my Cobra tangled in some cat walks and pinned on the wrong landing pad.
Just as I got my ship under control, Air Traffic Control decided to join in on the fun, they opened up and that was that.
Of course all my cash was in that load of Palladium, nearly 500Kcr. I managed to get my ship back and 1000cr so it's not a total loss.
(I had this all spaced out but for some reason it all gets smushed into an ugly block.)
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