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Jesse thoughts when they were flying the Umbaran ships: “Hardcase knows where he is, because he knows where he isn’t. This un-guided idiot with his broken landing gear has the brain clearance of an unbaked tomato. His instructions were to fly a tight formation off my left echelon, but by differentiating that from the algebraic sum of not being a rotisserie chicken, he knows that he isn’t where he’s supposed to be. He’s in my left wing, he will cause the total ruination of my control systems, causing me to be in the most remarkable, unrecoverable flat spin ever conceived by man. An occurrence that not even the best test pilot general dynamics can birth can not induce. This state of the art Umbaran ship is doomed. There is no recovering, it is dead, un-resurrectable, all because this numb nut knowing where he should be but where he isn’t. Hardcase is in desperately in need of a republic funded vasectomy. He is a national security risk. I’ve seen an orangutan 3 bottles of Smirnoff deep handle a vehicle in a safer manner than what I’ve seen here today. Please bar this man from flying again I’m begging you.”