The Trouble with Trimble
Under a scalding noonday sun with no breeze, Johnny Trimble rode at an easy gallop toward town. Well, toward where the town was supposed to be. What was it his StarCraft professor always said? A millimeter here is five billion miles out there? Something like that. Of course, you had to go some distance to turn a millimeter into a five-billion mile miss. When Johnny arrived today he would have traveled some eighty miles total. So … Read more