Moved some things around a bit.

Shot to pieces by 50mph frozen pea hail comin in horizontal, ran to a house and they had cups of tea and well good cakes.

Pipers in the street and a massive scrum.

Spaceships are such a good genre of thing.
Yes quiet extroverts..

Hit by the heavy salty spray that the gales are flicking from the bow wave of voyage into future. An optimistic unwritten 2005. Weights dumped into the churning wake.