Space is deep, a void we have to travel, said the Shiba, nonchalantly settling into the Captain's chair for a well deserved nap. I couldn't blame him, he'd run well. I checked co-pilot's instruments for course setting. Yes, we were on target, for the Moon and Mars.
Will we get there or disappear in smoke? Not a gambling man, but vote the former. In the meanwhile...
LSP
