"Well, it's about time," muttered Shamus as he stripped off his jacket, balled it up, and flung it in a corner. He zipped up his old pilot's suit, which was nearly entirely covered with the patches of his old sponsors, some of them companies that went bankrupt over a decade ago. After donning battered fingerless gloves, he then hauled himself up into the cockpit of his Iguana, cursing all the whole about how cramped the hatch was. He buttoned up and went though the "pre-flight" checklist, casting an experienced and critical eye over the myriad dials and displays. That complete, he walked his Gear through a simple routine, checking the range of movement of the joints and actuators. The final check complete, Shamus stood, armored fists on armored hips, waiting for the go ahead. _________________________________________________________________ Protect your PC - get McAfee.com VirusScan Online http://clinic.mcafee.com/clinic/ibuy/campaign.asp?cid=3963 ----------------------------------------------------------------------- This message brought to you by the HG-PBEM "OVERDRIVE" mailing list. http://www.bluething.org/overdrive/