Flashbacks.

All this punting about in cranky Russian Iron warships has given me flashbacks to when i was poor with a huge mortgage and 2.4 kids and my transport was a shitty Lada car for long trips or a Cossack motorbike for my commute. Crude, clunky, and copies of Western European old tech. Pass the hammer mate, i need to adjust the points on this shitty motorbike again.