CMDR Log 12551113307 The Type 9
11 Jan 2021TheSlicerOfBread
It's so cold so alone, knowing that Mc.G has abandoned me for real life, i'm not sure how I'll even finish this cargo run alone, I can feel the low maneuverability of the type 9 constraining my every move, trading, Mc.G said we'd make a buck, all we did was awaken the worst within us the Type 9 heavy, raw storage, but not anything else...