After a month of radiation overdoses, mechanicals, serious injuries, transport assaults, tissue regentation center visits, and the like; we had one goal: to shake off this bad jiggi mojo. Pilots were encouraged to provide any rabbits feet, lucky tee-shirts and other such preventative measures to ensure a future of stress-free flying. Appropriately 13 pilots showed for the mission.
Moneyshot led the fleet to the USS Constitution. The fleet took a shore leave on the pier and grooved to the new rhythms and sounds of Brides of Funkestein. It was an all-out boogy booty shakedown.
The group then sat in a circle to pay homage to the holy artifacts of SCUL which Skunk carried on the mission. These were destined to bring the good luck we desired. The artifacts also served as great back scratchers.
The fleet then headed to a derby lot. Moose decided to take a short cut to the arena and rode right into a cable. After brief medical attention the derbies started. A hand grab bertween Vicious Squirrel and Flasher led to an inevitable amazing crash. Moneyshot won the first derby. The second derby had an amazing takedown as Moose rode over Maddog's chopper. Vicious Squirrel remained victorious after 3 impressive ribbon grabs. The fleet then returned to base without a mechanical and without incident.