Why, oh Karl, do you do me like this?

We were a proud little team of greybeards, riding the haz 5 train in the glacial strata. The spawns were off the charts and so were the kills, good times. We got a bulk, then an original error cube. Then a chunk of compressed gold but behold, what's this, a second one? What do you mean there are 5 jadiz just lying around? Oh my, that must be my luckiest expedition ever! I started salivating when my thoughts drifted of to the handsome pay and experience for a second when the unspeakable happened. Black screen, crash report. Do I even have the strength left to tell you it was a double xp mission as well? I don't know. Why oh Karl hast thou forsaken me?! Never in over 200 hours have I had my game crash on me, and of course it would during the one game blessed by rngesus himself, with some of the most honorable dwarves I have had the pleasure go mining with, may their beards grow even thicker. If you're looking for me, I'm at the bar. One round of blackout stout please. Yes just for me. Sniff.