“I pointed my nose right at the bomber down below, then i hit the overburn. "Cadet?" Ironsides said. "Pilot, what are you doing?"
"My weapons are gone . . . I have to ram it."
"Understood," Ironsides whispered. "Saints' own speed, pilot."
"What?" Jorgen said over the line. "What? Ram it? Spin!"
I dove toward the enemy bomber
"Spin," Jorgen said . . . "Spin you'll die."
"Yes," I whispered. "But I'll win anyway.”