"Coming up on LM jettison in 90 seconds." I reported. We were halfway back to Earth, and L.A. had decided to jettison the LM before our mid course correction. The math was fuzzy to me, but we did what we were told.

"Soft dock. Pyro is armed. Sixty seconds."

I looked out the window, and stared at Challenger. A bright light caught my attention.

"Undock. Pyros have activated. Goodbye Challenger, thanks." I said in a solemn tone....

So I took up Python recently, and I made a simple time teller.

...

"Coming up on LM jettison in 90 seconds." I reported. We were halfway back to Earth, and L.A. had decided to jettison the LM before our mid

course correction. The math was fuzzy to me, but we did what we were told.

"Soft dock. Pyro is armed. Sixty seconds."

I looked out the window, and stared at Challenger. A bright light caught my attention.

"Undock. Pyros have activated. Goodbye Challenger, thanks." I said...

I awoke with a pain in my chest and a headache. I let out a weak grunt as I sat upright.

"Hey, lay back down Pat, you need rest." Said Brandon.

"Screw that. There's things that need to be done."
"No there isn't Pat. You've been out for about six hours."
"What?"
"Challenger, CAPCOM."
"CAPCOM this is Pat, what's up?"
"Oh, hey Pat. Glad to hear that you're back in the land...

"Sixty seconds, four down and green."
"Roger. Terrain is getting sketchy. Disengaging computer."
"Say again Challenger?"

Brandon reached over and pushed a button and a warning tone came from the computer notifying us of the change.

"Computer disengaged, I've got the stick. Drifting left still."

"One Hundred meters Challenger, looking good."

"Down a little more. Five forward...