First, the optometrist agreed to remove my eye so my patch fits just right.
Third, the cannons came out much better than I expected. Because I had to cast them myself, I didn't think the reload rate would be that good. Because I used cast iron, the school bus that I'm stuck behind each morning is in serious trouble. I'm not even going to go for a shot across the port bow. I'm just going to let it have it.
Especially that little fat ass that gives me the pressed ham each morning.
Enjoy the day, swabbies!