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Ramming Speed

Kitty stepped into the cockpit and looked at Drake. She glanced at the charts on the wall and then looked up at the stars. Drake was spinning the wheel about, trying to evade the incoming cannons that the pursuing ships had volleyed. 

"Can't you make this bucket of nails and wood go any faster?" she asked. 

Drake looked at her and flashed a smile and a wink. "Any faster and she'll fall apart." 

"I hate to rain on your parade but one more hit from the pursuing ships and we will be falling apart," she replied.  

"Always the optimist," Drake said to her. "They should be here any second now."