So I'm back on Spirit. I'm a couple of minutes late, but it doesn't matter: as I'm walking in, they're saying what I expected them to say. Until we've recovered from the ODY thing, no driving, no IDD. Maybe Saturday.
But at least I'm not the only one who blows drives around here. Like Opportunity, Spirit had a two-sol drive over the weekend. The scraps of data we get back today show that the first sol's drive faulted out (early, too), so the second one didn't execute at all.
This shouldn't make me feel better. But it does, damn it, it does.
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- Scott Maxwell
- At night, there's a small red light in the sky. On that light lives four hundred pounds of thinking metal sent from Earth. I tell that metal what to do, and it does it.
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