This is a continuation of
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I was hoping to get an epic panoramic view for panel 4, but I really hate how the water and the land turned out =>.<=
The terrified skunk clung desperately to the back of the hovercycle as the thrilled Terrazian feline gunned the engine fasted and faster.
As his life flashed before his eyes, Roth remembered his safety briefing prior to Friskella starting the project:
The ramjet 3127DL engine is a masterpiece of technology. It is proof that one can have raw power as well as efficiency. Cunningly applied spin magnets generate electricity, and a specail thermo-voltaic coating in the combustion chamber recover a lot of energy that would normally be lost as waste heat. The stock internal combustion system achieves an overall energy recovery rate in excess of 75%. At normal consumption, a full fuel tank can operate the vehicle at 120 kph to a range of 720 kilometers with a load of 200kg.
Unfortunately, the advanced materials, and techniques that went into this system are very difficult to manipulate, and the specialized fuel needed to run the cycle is hard to obtain.
The cycle will run on anything combustible, but just not as efficiently. The motor may be tweaked to achieve more power, but at a dreadful cost in efficiency. Above all, afterburners should be used with the greatest care as they decrease fuel economy by over 70% and should only be utilized in grave circumstances.
"Miss Friskella! Are you paying attention at all? This is important safety information!"
The sleepy Terrazian blinked and her head rose from the workbench. Her right cheek ruff sagged a bit from the drool matting her fur.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, afterburners burn lotsa fuel, that's why the button is colored red."
Roth eyed his student dubiously, and turned to continue his lecture, ignoring the fact that five paper aircraft protruded from his tail.
The hoverbike sped over the desert like a barely controlled rocket. Finally the desert yielded to low grassy hills. Roth could smell ocean salt in the air.
"Hang on, stinky, I'm going to hit the afterburners, let's see what she can really do!"
The wind tore at Friskella's fur and her words whipped away as the speedometer climbed past 500 kph. Tears came to her eyes, and she felt short of breath. Partially through the thrill of the intense speed, and partially for the skunk with a death grip about her waist.
"Uh, oh, big bump!"
"What?!" Roth fared poorly, Frisky's tail beat him mercilessly about his face, the long soft tail fur finally reached its way into his nose. The unfortunate skunk sneezed just as Friskella gunned the cycle over the last sand dune and rocketed over the ocean.
Roth curled into a ball, allowing the thick plush fur of his tail to absorb most of the shock of hitting the water. Bobbing to the surface, he looked up to see the contrail of the hoverbike going over his head in a long, graceful arc. Faintly he could hear Friskellas voice over the water.
The huge dune acted as a ramp, launching Friskella high into the air, standing up in the stirrups of the cycle he screamed for the sheer pleasure of it all: I am the goddess of speed! I am the goddess of power and beauty, all shall bow before my
The engine on the hoverbike died. Friskella had removed the warning lights and fuel gauge to save a little extra weight for a better power-to-mass ratio.
Roth heard Friskellas trailing final expletive waft to him over the tranquil waves as he saw the arc complete itself in a splash about a kilometer away from where he bobbed in the water
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