It's a good thing you have all that experience playing Star Trek Bridge Commander to know exactly how to handle a Klingon squadron of two D7's and three Birds of Prey using a single Constellation-class Federation star cruiser.
Now wait, I remember you flew us into the gravitic mine so fast it bounced off the hull with a thunderous "Clanggg!!"
Well, all's well that ends well, that's what matters.
"Yes," explained Captain Woods, cradling the mug of Coketajino (Klingon soda pop) in the comfort of the Starfleet lounge, while a half-dozen medal-bedecked admirals surrounded his table, silent as statues of Zefram Cochrane and attentive to his every syllable as Nomad, "You see: by ramming into the mine at that velocity, it had not the time to arm itself and explode, thus saving the ship. We fought, gentlemen, to live another day."
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It's a good thing you have all that experience playing Star Trek Bridge Commander to know exactly how to handle a Klingon squadron of two D7's and three Birds of Prey using a single Constellation-class Federation star cruiser.
Now wait, I remember you flew us into the gravitic mine so fast it bounced off the hull with a thunderous "Clanggg!!"
Well, all's well that ends well, that's what matters.
"Yes," explained Captain Woods, cradling the mug of Coketajino (Klingon soda pop) in the comfort of the Starfleet lounge, while a half-dozen medal-bedecked admirals surrounded his table, silent as statues of Zefram Cochrane and attentive to his every syllable as Nomad, "You see: by ramming into the mine at that velocity, it had not the time to arm itself and explode, thus saving the ship. We fought, gentlemen, to live another day."
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