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And now that things had settled, it was time to fly through space; Johnny Johnson was determined; you could see it on his face. So, again, he quickly checked his gauge to see what fuel he had. And, again, the needle hadn’t moved a bit more than a tad. He was ready. He was anxious. He was raring for a ride. But which direction was the best to take, he could not quite
