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Post Race

The ship slid back into the hanger, not a scratch on it.  Scotty was waiting as Mike decanted and came out of the hatch, scrubbing his hair dry.  Another hatch was disgorging his passengers who all were talking among themselves … Continue reading

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Pre-Race Calls

He was making last touches to his bar, making sure things were set for when he arrived back (one way or the other).  The first call was from Scotty. “I see you have a new ship out there and there … Continue reading

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Orca

Mike leaned back against the bar and stretched.  “I know the pod is the same size in every ship, why do I always feel like I carried the damn orca over ever long jump I took?”  He rolled his neck … Continue reading

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