Mechanical Failure
“Yep,” the Mechanic said, alone in the desert, “well there’s our problem, right there. Fuel leak. She bled out.” The carcass of the cargo ship had been baking…
“Yep,” the Mechanic said, alone in the desert, “well there’s our problem, right there. Fuel leak. She bled out.” The carcass of the cargo ship had been baking…
Reve sipped his coffee, quietly scanning the darkness ahead, as the engine carried on across barren wasteland. Just over 200kph and humming right along without…